Titanic: A POV Experience

The evening was perfect. We felt absolutely unsinkable in this magnificent floating palace

of gold and velvet. Then, a strange vibration. A low shudder

through the floor that made the crystal glasses dance. Ice on the deck.

A joke at first, until we noticed the engines had gone completely silent.

Elegance vanished. Polished wood and silk were quickly replaced by the terrifying sight of

cold, rising water. The palace was dying beneath our feet,

and the dark, frozen ocean was waiting for us all.