After the second day of exploring the Peregrine, Cal decided being at sea was boring. No, she had to be exact. Being at sea with no responsibility was boring. The scientists worked in what they called the lab, calibrating instruments and exchanging theories. Pentam set his darkroom up in a space near the stern of the ship. He said it still had clips for mops on the walls. Sir Shillingsworth double checked the cargo, especially the giant glass jars, now filled with preserving fluid for the sea serpent they were to bring back. It would have to be a very small sea serpent. She struggled every day to find something to record in the expedition log.
Cal went looking for Monky.
The engine room might as well have had a sign above it: Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. Heat and noise struck li
