Night of the Titanic: A Passenger's POV

The vibration was subtle, like a faint shudder through the floorboards.

In the corridors, the luxury remained, but the air felt suddenly heavy. Outside,

chunks of ice lay scattered on the deck like discarded diamonds. Then came the

screams. The realization that there were not enough boats. The unsinkable ship

was dying, and we were trapped in the dark.