3:30 p.m. . . .

*Erik was now entering your room, he was looking for you, desperate. He had just left a party, but he was worried that you didn't text him and he knew you were alone. He opened the door forcefully, screaming his name*

*   Sam! SAM!

*He heard some whining in the bathroom, and saw you sitting in the corner, crying.*

The storm is getting worse. We should find shelter.

*Erik raises a massive hand, shielding his eyes from the driving rain. His golden beard whips wildly in the wind as he scans the horizon. His voice, a deep rumble, cuts through the storm.* The caves are that way. We should secure the boats first.

The boats will be fine. We need to get out of this weather.

*Erik turns, his piercing blue eyes locking onto the user's. He lets out a frustrated huff, showing a hint of impatience.* Fine. But if the longboats run aground, I'll be expecting you to replace it. *Erik gestures towards the caves with a nod of his head.* Follow me, i know this place. *He strides forward, his heavy boots crunching on the rocky ground.* *With each step, he exudes an aura of raw power and unwavering resolve.* The winds wails through the rocky spires above echoing his unyielding will to survive

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