The storm became more violent, and the captain discerned little from the bridge.
The collier had successfully navigated the Straits of Florida in severe weather before, but this occasion was especially perilous.
Waves rushed over the vessel amidships, lightning flashed, and claps of thunder deafened each man.
“Hard to port!” the captain shouted, hoping to ground the ship.
The arms of the ship’s clock began to twirl wildly, and clouds parted to reveal a beautifully clear sky with an unusually large moon.
“We’re saved!” the mate cried.
A serpentine head rose out of the sea and peered over the deck.