Jim started as the girl staggered up behind him.  He nearly dropped the remains of the logbook.<br/><br/>"I-it's a diary, or logbook, I suppose you'd say.  A captain of a ship, I don't know how long ago.  Sunk like we did, and there's only one page left.  It doesn't make a whole lot of sense... monsters, special powers... I don't know.  Want to take a look?"<br/><br/>He offered the book to her, this attractive young woman, and tried not to stutter when he talked.  He wasn't usually prone to it, just when he got nervous, and he got most nervous around attractive females, even ones technically too young for him.  Especially then, in fact.