Ship Wrecked

I woke to the sound of water splashing. Slowly, other sounds become audible, sounds of terrified people hustling back and forth above me. Then I realized where the splashing water came from, inside the boat! I hop out of my hammock and place my feet on the floor, the very unstable floor. A chill runs up and down my body. The water is up to my shins and is ice cold. I’m rushing up the stairs to the deck because I know if I stay below any longer, I will drown.