The tour guide ran screaming past Dylan’s cabin - the tour guide who had seen it all. Dylan ran out to see what was going on. She saw every single person desperately running. Somebody in Greek yelled, “Quick. Quick. Run.”

Dylan quickly followed suit and joined the herd as they quickly ran to the cruiseship’s lifeboats. But she couldn’t help it; she had to look back to see what it was. Was it a tidal wave? Had somehow an iceberg grown in the middle of the Mediterranean? She took one quick look back. She only perceived the flesh of something big and glistening and terrible. And that was enough for Dylan.

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She ran as fast as she could as the ship began to crack and sink into the briny depths of the sea. Her adrenaline propelled her so much that she was in fact the first to get to a lifeboat. She waited and waited for the other passengers, but the ship was going down too fast, and she was the only one who made it to a lifeboat before the entire ship sank into the middle of the Atlantic.