We were not alone.
Several of our party have gone missing. Nothing from them in several days. Our frantic calls have gone unanswered. We spend hours combing through their last letters, looking for clues, trying to decipher potential secret messages. Something about a house in the air, something to do with advertisments, salad fixings, royalty; the fact is we haven’t a clue.
No one dares venture on shore. We sleep on the deck at night and listen to the creaking of the ship. Some forlorn beast howls in the depths of the darkness. Burning stars fall into the sea without a splash.
What is to become of us?