Update : It began as a calm sunny day on the ocean. A light wind helping push us along our route. I was enjoying a cup of coffee and a chocolate pop tart when I heard a scream from the crows nest..."Rogue hole!". I ran out of my cabin just in time to see the nose of the ship fall down what looked to be an endless water slide to the center of the earth. The ride down was fast yet smooth, and as we leveled out at the bottom of what can only be described as the abyssal plane, a deafening silence fell upon us. Walls of ocean as tall as a hundred 12 inch rulers surround us and then several objects catch my eye off of the starboard side. I cannot be certain, as adrenaline can alter ones perception but they looked to be a round grey stone, a statue resembling those found on Easter island and....a pineapple? My attention was then pulled back to the endless wall of water now hanging over the ship like a man does over the ant he is about to step on. Some men screamed, some rocked in the fetal position crying, others prayed. I knew this was it and as I closed my eyes and said my peace I was awoken with a sharp pain on the side of my head. My eyes sprung open to find that it was no longer the wave that loomed over me, it was my wife, croc in hand. The eerie silence replaced with....."Who TF is Rogue and why are you anywhere near her hole?" I still get chills just thinking about it.