I awoke to find myself lying face flat on the floor of my cabin. I thought I could hear a voice on the intercom but i didn't take any notice. The room was rocking from side to side, although I couldn't tell whether it was the ship or just the severity of my hangover.<br/>"Oh Shit" I gasped as my stomach lurched again. Why did I have to drink so much? It had been a good night though, meeting up with an old friend and getting slammed out of our heads in one of the ship's many bars. It had seemed like such a laugh back then, but in truth it always did.<br/>I tried to think about what the message I had heard earlier meant, which is hard for someone who feels that the room is rotating at 2000rpm. Something about not not to panic and assemble on the main deck.<br/>Standing up I grabbed my jacket off the clothes hanger and lurched out into the corridor to see what all the fuss was about.