“You are a beacon of light in the darkest of times, you will draw all before you, there is evil out there of which you no nothing.” Sam muttered to herself.

  “What was that? It sounded like prophecy.” asked Morden.

  Sam shook her head. “It was something professor Sampson said to me earlier today.” Sam shook her head. “It's never quiet around here is it?”

  Morden shook his head. “Not around here, around you Miss Holden.”

  Sam looked up at the head of security. “So what next? Am I free to go or what?”

  Morden pursed his lips, then nodded. “Yes, but Miss Holden, please try to keep the antics to a less disruptive level please. in one respect, Anderson is right, you are the most dangerous person on this tub and it's my job to make sure all threats are kept at bay, don't make me regret letting go free.”

  Sam shook her head. “I'm not your enemy Magi Morden, if you have need of me let me know.”

  Morden snorted and waved her out of the room. “If I need you for anything, then we are indeed in deep trouble.”

  Sam made her way back to her cabin and friends. she only hoped things would calm down, life aboard the Storm Haven felt the exact opposite though.

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  Sam's head swam and she felt nauseous. The whole room's gravity seemed to swirl under her and she shot up out of bed and rushed to the toilet before she was sick on her duvet and barely made it. Sam saw the remains of her evening meal disappear down the loo when she caught Paul out of her periphery standing in the bathroom door frame, holding onto it's edges.

  “Were you checking out my ass as I was being sick?”

  Paul blanched and blurted. “No! I er.. I was making sure you were OK. It feels like we are in a massive storm, apparently the ship can cope with pretty much anything, so this has got to be a bad one.”

  Sam stood up and felt the world move around her, she closed her eyes and tapped into her essence. Sam breathed in and her body calmed down as she felt the steady tug of the earth beneath the sea then in a breath she was one with the world. She exhaled and as the rooms gravity moved so did she. Sam looked up and saw Paul looking at her in her tiny black bikini briefs and T-shirt. She crocked an eye at him and he blushed.

  “Ah! I guess your OK then.” He turned and headed out of the bathroom.

  As Sam exited the room following Paul she nabbed her bathrobe and shucked it on and saw Rae and Edward were also up.

  “Hell of a night right?” Exclaimed Rae. “Is this normal?”

  Edward shook his head. “No, it feels like the storm is cyclic.”

  Paul looked at Edward incredulously. “You mean we are caught in a hurricane or is that a tornado? but anyhow that's impossible! we are on the coast of Europe.”

  Edward nodded. “Never the less I can feel it. I think it's a tornado, it's too sudden and too quick to be a hurricane."

  Sam nodded, she felt the movement Edward was talking about, sam felt herself in regards the earth and they were definitely going around in a wide circle.

  “He's right I can feel it too. It doesn't feel natural. H.U.D. can you see anything, like on the satellites or something?”

  AFFIRMATIVE, THERE IS A POWERFUL MICRO TORNADO JUST A COUPLE OF MILES OFF THE COAST OF SPAIN. MOST UNUSUAL. IT SEEMS TO BE FOLLOWING THE PATH OF THE STORM HAVEN