You see what appears to be a mass of black clouds on the horizon, lit up by a blaze of yellow and white flashes. The atmosphere around the airship is becoming increasingly turbulent, and you feel the vessel shake beneath your feet, making it difficult to keep your balance.

The captain turns to see what you're looking at and swears out loud. "Just our luck," she mutters. "Damn lightning storm could put us all out of commission." Without hesitation, she starts to shout orders down to the crew below, reverting back to Common Tongue as she does so. "Bll hflmsmfn pn thf blfrt! Thfrf's b ljghtnjng stprm bpprpbchjng thf shjp. Bfgjn fvbsjvf mbnpfvvrfs jmmfdjbtfly, pr wf wpn't lbst fjvf mjnvtfs!"

You see the crew members scramble to their positions quickly, working amongst themselves to turn the ship around before it makes contact with the imminent storm. The captain turns to you. "We're going to try and steer around the storm, Unworthy. It's a big one, and with such short notice we might not be able to make it. But I'm confident I can get my ship through this. It's rare for a lightning storm of this size to appear without any warning, but..."

"Is this to do with what's happening on the surface?" you ask worriedly. There was no sign of any such storm until now. The change in pressure was simply so drastic for this to happen naturally.

The look in the captain's eyes tells you the answer to that. "Unworthy, you'd better get yourself below deck where it's safer," she says grimly. "Just stay out of trouble. That way I won't have to worry about protecting your neck."

With that she rushes down the steps, still shouting orders as the storm draws closer. You hold onto the railing tightly as the ship starts to change course, but at this distance you have a feeling that it might be too late. A crackle of white-blue lightning flashes not too far from the vessel, and the wind is getting stronger.

You retreat into the cabins below deck

Taking the captain's advice to heart, you head below deck towards the relative safety of the corridors. There's nobody else down here, as all of the crewmen have gone upstairs to steer the ship clear of the storm. You start to head towards your bedroom, wondering what will happen next…

A violent tremor shakes the airship, throwing you off your feet. Fearfully, you stay braced against the wall as the atmosphere around the ship becomes increasingly more turbulent. The storm is very close now. Suddenly, you hear cries of alarm go up on deck and the loud tearing of wood. You grab onto one of the banisters for support as the entire vessel rocks back and forth…

You hear the sound of thunder. It's right above you. With a start, you realise that the crew have failed to steer the ship clear in time. The storm has made contact.

The noise around you is now tremendous. Rain and sleet pour in from above, and holes open up above your head as lightning rips through the airship. You cower in the corner of the corridor, frantically looking for cover, but you don't know anywhere that's safe anymore. Perhaps you have overstayed your welcome.

You hide in one of the cabins

Forcing yourself to remain upright, you manage to slip into one of the empty cabins. The noise above is getting louder and louder, and you crouch in the corner, hoping that you'll be safe here. Surely someone else will come down here to seek shelter as well? As time passes, you see no sign of any other crew members. Before long, you cannot hear their voices anymore, drowned out by the sound of the thunder…

The walls around you are shaking, buffeted by the force of the storm on all sides. It feel as if the ship is starting to break up, and you start to wonder if maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. You don't feel safe here. Even so, you hesitate to move from your current position.

You continue hiding here in the hope that the storm will pass

Despite your better judgement, you remain huddled in the corner of the cabin. The whole ship is shaking violently now. Cracks appear in the walls and ceiling, and you cover your head protectively with your hands. What's going on out there?

You start to get to your feet, wanting to move to somewhere more secure, but it's far too late. The opportunity has already passed. The ceiling of the cabin caves in from above, and your body is crushed under tons of falling rubble. You do not live to see what happens next, but the rest of the airship is destroyed minutes afterwards. You perish here on the airship, in the midst of a violent lightning storm.