Time: 7:10 p.m. (ship time) – Monday 25th September, 1933
Location: U.S.S. Gabrielle’s Refrigerated Hold – off Tweendeck Hold #4
James Starkweather dragged Doug’s limp body down the aisle to the corner of the refrigerated compartment, but because of the tight confines of the area—and also the cold and damp metal flooring—he struggled to get the leverage necessary to pull the body around that corner. He lifted his left foot and braced it against a set of shelves, then pushed off against the rack, heaving backwards while pulling on Doug’s arms. The body turned over slightly, twisting, and suddenly flopped past, causing Starkweather to lose his grip and fall to his back on the floor, bouncing his skull off the metal plating with a “Thwack!”
“Uhhnn,” James groaned as he sat up, rubbing the back of his head, feeling quite dazed. The sharp ammonia gas quickly cleared his head and he then stood and renewed his efforts to save his crewman, attempting to get the unconscious man ever so nearer to the refrigeration compartment’s doorway. Where the devil is Mister Raknes?, James thought while coughing from the ammonia gas.
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