Captain Jason circled looking for a place to land, being covered by the dark billowing clouds that were The Silent Storm. He’d yet to say anything but he was attempting to help.

“Looks like we’re going to have to land in the water.” Captain Jason stated, optimistic as usual.

“Are you crazy?” Kevin demanded. “Are you looking at those waves?!” As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the ocean became as flat as a glass surface.

“What? What happened?” Blusparrow asked in confusion.

“Well my guess is that it has something to do with The Silent Storm.” Ana Christina suggested. “Storm, was that you?” She hollered.

Thunder cracked in the affirmative.

The occupants of the Fictomous Bolt cringed. Storms and planes tend to make people nervous.

We’re coming down, Mighty Joe. Bartimaeus crackled over the radio channel. Prepare for pickup.

Affirmative. Try not to kill y’selves on the way down. Came the ever so smug reply.

“Onward and down!” Cried Captain Jason.

Kevin just covered his eyes.