Station: [203] In the SChiff belly

There’s a knock at the door, and the captain shouts:

All hands on deck—we’re heading into a storm! Jettison the ballast—the crates— 

Come up here, you down there! Come on! Don’t be shy! Do you have a God? Then pray! Come up here to us! The storm is sweeping across the sky so fiercely that I can’t see or hear a thing! Let’s cast lots, then we’ll know who’s to blame for this terrible storm. You don’t want to pray to God because you’re at odds with him? Come up here to us right now!