Titanic: The Unthinkable Night

It was just a faint shudder. Like a giant finger scratching the side of the

ship. We went to the deck, laughing. Then we saw

the chunks of ice scattered across the wood. The engines stopped. A silence more

terrifying than the crash began to fill the freezing air. In the Grand

Hall, the music played on. But the tilt of the floor

told a different story. Then came the screams. The unsinkable dream

was plunging into the icy depths of the Atlantic.