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It had been two days since Lightoller disappeared. The Officers had looked everywhere on the ship, he was no where. Lowe was getting more and more nervous by the second. "Lowe", Wilde put a hand on his shoulder, "what?", "I'm sure we'll find him. Rest, we will pick up on this tomorrow". Lowe nodded and went to his cabin.
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The ran poured heavily on the deck as Lightoller looked at the waves. Lightoller coughed then sighed shivering."Charles?", Lowe saw him, "Why are you out here you may get a cold". Lightoller looked at him, "I just wanted fr-fresh air", he lied. Lowe frowned, "Come on, let's get you inside", he led Lightoller inside. Lightoller coughed and sat on the floor, "What are you doing?", Lowe asked. Lightoller stood up, "....Nothing", he walked to his cabin. Lowe watched him go feeling bad. Lowe went to his own cabin wondering if he did something wrong. Lowe sat on his bed and sighed. He glanced at his pistol that was on his desk, he grabbed his pistol and examined it then fiddled with the trigger. "Lowe?", there was a knock on the door, "May I come in?". Lowe sighed and put down his pistol, "Yes you may come in". Wilde walked in, "Ready to start looking for our Charles?", he asked sitting next to him. "I found him. He's in his cabin now", Lowe sighed. "Oh? Then why aren't you talking to him?". Lowe didn't respond he just stared at the floor, "Lowe? Are you okay?", Wilde asked. "..I'm fine.....just leave." Wilde sensed something was wrong but didn't want to bother him so he stood up and left.
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Hope-Titanic
أدب الهواةCharles Lightoller finds it hard to load all the passengers into the lifeboats and his chances of survival start to get low. It is when he finds a flipped over lifeboat his life changes. (Yay bad discription....I'm so pathetic I'm sorry!)
