boat

on a large cruise ship boat... i left my towel outside of my room. i knew there was a storm coming... i had left it in my balcony (for some reason the balcony doubled as a beach even tho it was a cruise ship) i was worried i'd left my towel too close on the sand to the waves and it would be washed away then i was walking around. the water started to slosh and get more intense. the waves bigger. my towel had definitely washed away. i started to get that cold sense of death. just from how dark and scary the oncoming storm seemed. but i wasn't too worried. no one seemed to be alarmed. it was just a normal storm we would be sailing through. i went out on the main deck with others to watch. for some reason rogue was there. (from cyberpunk) i had brought a box of belongings that were special with me. along with a needle and some heroin. for some reason i was asking her if she would shoot me up. my explanation was that if she gave me the right dosage, to feel that inexplicable high i've only felt once in all my attempts. then the sensations would scare me out of doing it ever again? because id been having cravings? for some reason this backwards logic seemed to make legit sense to her. she was very agreeable, accommodating and concerned about helping me out. she began to do so. i was excited. then the waves started to overtake the boat more. my box of belongings was soaked and filled with water. i picked it up and brought it closer inside. i was worried, but everything was still in the box. so it was okay. it would dry eventually. but then, my paraphernalia became wet in my hands from the waves. the contaminated salt water would make our procedure un-doable. now the situation was getting out of hand. i looked around and the waves were out of control. people were beginning to be worried, including me. the storm had multiplied and intensified. in within seconds, everything went to shit. the waves became ginormous. and the entire deck was overrun. forget about belongings. now it was a matter of finding something to hold onto and not get washed away. there was a small sense that this "safe" boat vacation had been rigged, the interests of corporations to kill off some of its enemies (including me) a set up for the entire thing.