April 11,1912 7:20 pm
Helen pulled her shoes off and crossed the open deck slowly. She breathed in log deep pulls of salt tinged fresh air. Each breath felt like new life pulsing throughout her body. She smiled sernely and watched the sunset tinged the clouds pink and stain the sky and soft waves red. She watched as Twilight set in spreading a purple cloak over the world. Stars winked in a friendly manner as they appeared one by one. Helen closed her eyes and let it sink in.
"... All well and good. But The Titanic is more than just a 'Big Ship.' She's fast as well. We want people to talk about the Titanic 100 years from now."
Helen turned, recognizing the voice of Bruce Ismay.
"I've told you before." Captain Smith's voice cut through the darkness with frayed patience. "We are traveling at an excellent pace. Any faster at this time of year would be reckless. The poles are thawing, icebergs are migrating south."
"But that's normal for this time of year." Ismay scoffed. "The maritime console wouldn't let us sail if it wasn't safe."
"You've had my answer Mr. Ismay." Captain Smith turned to walk away. Ismay grabbed his jacket.
"Would you have your last voyage be mediocre when it could be grand? My backers are pushing us to go faster. We need to amaze the world. As the Chairman of White star-"
"As the Chairman of white star you asked for a captain that would guide this ship safely to land. "Captain Smith said in a voice of Cold authority. "On land you are no doubt in charge. However we are out at sea. And out here, I'm in charge and you're a passenger."
Ismay swallowed nervously and let go.
"We are progressing at an adequate speed." Smith repeated. "In a few days' time, if I deem her ready, titanic shall speed up." the captain turned and walked away without looking back.
Helen turned and walked thoughtfully back to her cabin. It had been a very eventful day and she was weary from it all. She changed into her nightdress and wondered for the first time in many years just what tomorrow might hold.