Day 1-Monday 25th July
Arrival
Arise, get up, wake up, open your eyes, step out, move from where you are to where you need to be.
Graham clutched his chest. The all too familiar pain was excruciating, darkness clouded his vision. He never got to hear Emma calling for him to wake up. The last thing he remembered was collapsing.
Then he woke up. Slowly he opened his eyes. He moved his eyes around. He was on a ship? A cruise ship by the looks of it. Graham looked down at himself, he was dressed for a cruise ship. Carefully he stood up.
The boat didn't crumble away beneath his feet. The world didn't fade away, revealing the police station and him withering in pain on the floor. Graham supposed that he should feel relieved. Mostly he was confused and scared.
Was this the afterlife? Perhaps he had gone mad after all. Graham took a deep breath and went to see if anyone else was on the ship. Perhaps they could shed some light on the situation.
I would have done Jack's arrival too. But I'm not sure where I started with him.