With a clap of thunder, a massive wave washed over the deck of the sailing ship being tossed through the storm. Sheets of rain hammered against the sails; gusts of wind ripped violently through the canvas.
"Mother! HELP!" came a shout over the howling wind. A tiny dark-haired girl in a pink party dress clutched desperately to the ship's railing to avoid being tossed into the churning surf.
The girl's mother, an elderly woman in a gray dress, gingerly made her way to her daughter. "I'm coming, love!" she tried to shout, but her cry was swallowed by the storm.
"Mother, I'm scared!"
"Hold on, my child," Mother soothed. "I'm on my way." But as mother and child reached for each other, the ship's railing suddenly gave way, sending the little girl into the icy water. She quickly vanished in the crashing waves. "NO! MY BABY!"
With a mighty crash, the ship slammed into a rock hidden under the water, sending its passengers helplessly flying around the deck. As the captain struggled to regain control, the ship inexorably began to sink into the stormy sea.
"MY BABY! Please, help!" the woman's cries intensified as the ship succumbed to the crashing waves and vanished under the sea, carrying all its passengers to a watery grave.
