Brooke's POV With exhaustion I stare out at the open sea as the fog drifts away, showing the calm waters underneath. I have no idea where we are going, but all I know is that I am all this crew has at the moment and I will do what I need to, just to help us survive. More groaning emerges from Owen who is still behind me, but this nothing unusual at this rate because he has been groaning out since the moment I tied him up. I just keep driving the boat as I have been, waiting for them to snap out of this trance. "What? Wait.. Brooke? What are you doing?" I hear from behind me as I turn around and glancing down to see a very confused looking Owen who is of course still tied up. "Saving you and your crew's *sses.. That's what I am doing." I state as he shakes his head, trying to recall what

