The Order followed Kevin down the passageway to where it let out at an underground river. The Ficleteers stared in awe. A large battleship sat at a dock with the words USS Ficlets scrawled in orange print on the side.

“All aboard!” Jason hollered leading the way up the gangplank.

The sound of another explosion reached their ears.

“Quickly!” Kevin urged.

The authors charged up the gangplank.

“Battle stations!” Jason bellowed.

“Where are our battle stations?!” Ana Christina demanded.

“Your names are on them!” Jason yelled, “Hold on! We’re underway!”

The USS Ficlets began to sail downriver.