Confessions of a Morgan Stowaway
It’s not all fun and games on the Morgan. The stifling humidity has kept me awake in the foc’sle and sometimes I find myself walking the ship’s dark corridors late at night. There have been some odd sounds lately. Last night, it was calm and eerie on the maindeck except for the sound of the creaking gangway. I think it’s trying to tell me something.
With thick stagnant air, and sleep deprivation aplenty, I made my first confessional. (It’s much creepier if you watch it at night).
-Ryan
