Josh and I were on a boat with three other people, only one of whom was a girl. The boat was some sort of fishing boat, with a sort of tent covering the controls but the rest of the boat was open and flat. The guards on the sides stopped below the knee, so it was a little on the dangerous side. Josh and I had brought our cameras together because we intended to shoot while we were out on the sea. As the boat left the docks, Josh began to brag to me that he could control the weather and decided to show me. As I watched, the sky transformed from a bright, cheerful blue to muted and grey. Dark clouds swelled in from the edges of the horizon, dark and even darker still as they poured in. It apparently had not occurred to Josh that storms are not a good thing when you’re out on open water, and it was already too late by time the winds had made the waves go wild around us. Josh apparently could not fix the storm, despite his best efforts. We all did our best to stay on the boat and protect our cameras as we were thrown around in the water. I had a vague recollection of luggage we had at the back of the boat by the motor, but thought more about staying on.

When the storm cleared up, somehow the boat had been torn up the middle but it was still in one piece. The boat was filled with water up to our ankles, but we weren’t sinking. Then we realized all of our luggage, as well as mine and Josh’s camera equipment, was floating in a pile in the water. We had to get it back! Josh and I jumped into the water, and I raised my camera above my head to try and keep it safe. Josh’s was hanging in the water. I decided that it must be because he had a higher-end model, so it must be water resistant. We began to try to get our stuff back..

I woke up.