Franklin was in the conference room with Hollister and several other scientists. They looked up when Sal burst in, their faces expectant.
"The ship," Sal said, gasping for breath. "It's alive. And it knows my name."
The scientists stared at him.
Hollister spoke first. "What do you mean, it knows your name?"
Sal told them. About the hum. About the voice. About the word—his name—spoken through the wheel.
When he finished, the room was silent.
Then Franklin leaned forward. "Show us."
They went to the bridge together—Franklin, Hollister, and two other scientists whose names Sal didn't catch. They stood around the wheel like worshippers at an altar, waiting for a sign.
Sal approached it again. This time, he didn't hesitate. He gripped the spokes, closed his eyes, and listened.
The hum came immediately. The voice came with it. But this time, it wasn't just a word. It was a flood—images, sensations, emotions, all tumbling over each other in a chaotic cascade.
He saw the ship from outside, wrapped in green light. He saw the pier from above, as if looking down from a great height. He saw faces—sailors, scientists, men he didn't recognize—all twisted in fear. He felt the tearing, the stretching, the awful moment when everything came apart.
And then he saw Miller. The young sailor with his hand in the wall. But Miller wasn't just in the wall. Miller was everywhere—in the steel, in the pipes, in the very fabric of the ship. He was part of it now, scattered across the Eldridge like a message written in disappearing ink.
Sal opened his eyes. His hands were shaking.
"It's Miller," he said. "And the others. They're not just stuck in the walls. They're in the ship. All of it. Their consciousness—their souls, I don't know what to call it—it's spread through the whole vessel."
Franklin's face went pale. "How do you know?"
"Because he told me. Through the wheel. Through the pipes. Through everything." Sal looked at the scientist. "They're still alive in there. And they're scared. And they want to come home."
Dawn broke over the shipyard, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. Sal stood on the pier, watching the sun rise over the Eldridge. The ship looked normal now—just a grey destroyer tied to a pier, waiting for whatever came next.
But he knew better.
Behind him, Franklin and Hollister argued with officers about what to do next. The scientists wanted to study. The officers wanted to bury. It was an old story, and Sal had no interest in it.
He had his own problem now. The ship had spoken to him. Miller had spoken to him. And somewhere in the tangled mess of steel and consciousness, other voices waited—sailors who'd been scattered across the vessel, trapped in a nightmare they didn't understand.
Sal didn't know how to help them. He didn't know if it was even possible. But he knew one thing: he couldn't walk away.
Not yet.
He turned from the ship and walked toward the gate. Kowalski was still there, asleep in the truck, his head against the window. Sal knocked on the glass. Kowalski jerked awake.
"Mr. Lombardi! You're alive!"
"For now." Sal opened the passenger door and climbed in. "Take me home. I need to see my family. And then I need to think."
Kowalski started the engine. "What happened in there? They won't tell us anything."
Sal looked out the window at the Eldridge, growing smaller as they drove away.
"I'm not sure yet," he said. "But I'm gonna find out."
At home, Rosa was waiting. She took one look at his face and put the coffee on without a word.
Maria was at the table, drawing. She'd added more to her ship picture—more sailors, more fish with hats, and now, in the corner, a small figure that looked like a man with a wrench.
"I drew you, Pop-Pop," she said. "You're fixing the ship."
Sal looked at the drawing. At the little figure with the wrench, standing on the deck of a ship that had just done the impossible.
"Yeah, bambina," he said quietly. "I guess I am."
He sat down at the table, took Maria's hand, and waited for the coffee to finish brewing.
The hum was still there. But now he knew what it was.
And he knew he had to go back.
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and then Add to home screen.