<div class="floatright">(https://i0.wp.com/theballerlife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/winston-duke-wiki-bio-pics-photos.jpg)</div><br/>The creaks of the ship and the continued crashing of the contents within had told Edward that the end was nigh, in one way or another. Still inside the boat, he was unable to see the majestic crash it made through yet another wave, but was more than aware of the water that rushed in as a result. He was hit with a wall of force that knocked him about the small cabin, before the flipping of the boat dumped him as surely as a toilet flushed. It was all he could do to make a last ditch grab for his trumpet as he was unceremoniously tossed out to sea. The crash into the large body of water drove him under for a brief moment, where he was witness to  a lightning strike as it arched against the sky, lighting the water around him.<br/><br/>When he finally emerged, he was lucky enough to make a break for the life preserver in the water, before it or he was swept up in another wave. He managed to get a meaty, soaked arm around the preserver before another wave crashed into him sending him towards the only place around that seemed to have even the slightest of light on the horizon. His legs would kick as much as they could, to the only place it seemed there was to go.<br/>