From the Novel: Hunt of the Sea Wolves, chapter 11, page 41
Monday, March 31st, 2008By now, it was obvious to everyone on the bridge that a collision was unavoidable. The officer commanded, “Sound the collision alarm! Close all watertight doors throughout the ship!”
Collision alarms sounded on all decks. The crew shut and secured the watertight doors, trapping terrified passengers throughout the ship. On the bridge, the crew appeared to be in a stupor as the other ship closed the last few feet on its collision course.
“Brace for collision!” the officer shouted as he exchanged a look of acceptance of the inevitable with the helmsman. They grabbed for anything solid, and waited the last few, agonizing moments.
The Somalian brothers watched impassively as the giant cruise ship’s form filled the windows in front of them. An instant before impact, they turned to each other and embraced, which was not common in their Islamic culture.
“Good-bye, little brother. May Allah welcome you,” Abdelahi said in their native Somali.
“And may you be by my side in heaven, my brother,” Korfa said softly just as the Eastern Explorer’s bow slammed into the side of the Bali Song Flower, cutting a deep gash into the liner. Tearing metal and screams signaled the death throes of the cruise ship and those aboard her. Muffled explosions deep inside the Bali Song Flower quickly followed. Throughout the liner, terrified passengers were thrown about as if paper dolls cast in the wind. Fires erupted in passageways on every deck. Passengers and crew trapped between watertight doors beat their fists desperately on the doors, pleading for help that would never come. They quickly succumbed to the poisonous black smoke that bellowed up from the fires and through the passageways
As the Eastern Explorer stopped its forward penetration of the Bali Song Flower, the two ships drifted as if in a ghastly lover’s embrace. Abdelahi raised a cell phone and pushed the talk button.