Who: Sean, Cathair, Riffraff
When: Mid morning
Where: Library

Sean had thrown the false manifest against the wall when it was found.  Someone was fucking with them.  The crew was gone, and this was their parting shot.  The condition of the bridge was unbelievable.  Dust, cobwebs in the corners, an overall feeling of disuse about the place.  At least the dates on the manifest were correct.

Now they had to decide what to do.   Sean figured there's be emergency manuals around somewhere.  They had to find them and get a crash course in cutting the engines and basic maneuvers.

He needed a drink.  His hands were actually trembling a bit.  One Scotch, just one.  Instead he downed half his coffee. 

How many people on board knew anything about sailing?  Was their a manual for that? He almost laughed.

Who: Gor and Riff
When: Midmorning
Where: Helios Deck

( You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows. )

Who: Riffraff – OPEN
When: Mid-morning
Where: Initially the hospital area. Then into hallways.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

The monitor was just plugging away, making sure Riffraff’s heart was beating. After being unconscious for four days, the doctors had been pretty sure she wasn’t going to wake up. Another one for the life flight. Except that it was never coming and now all the medical staff was missing. Riff’s eyes were moving rapidly under her eyelids. Then suddenly her eyes flew open and seemed to gasp in a raspy breath.
( The Bionic Woman she is not. )