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The ship lurched.
“We're going down!” a man screamed.
George closed his eyes.
He told himself that he was really home with on his farm. That he was really safe under his quilts, with Phoebe snoring across their little room.
Slowly George opened his eyes.
He was wide awake.
And there was nowhere for George to go but into the freezing water.