*After hearing the message Joe opens his door and starts the treck to the deck. The carpet soaking wet, making squishing noises with every footfall. Normally this wouldn't have been a hard walk, but the sinking feeling he was getting, caused him to work a bit more franticly. He finally reached the door to the deck. Turning to watch the other end of the ship start to sink.* Aww crap... *Quickly grabbing one of the guardrails in an attempt to hold on.*