The whole sky turned pitch-black within seconds.
Shrieking and roaring, the tornado flung itself at the Argo, alternately catapulting her sky-high and sucking her down into cavernous troughs.
Its fury seemed to grow with every passing minute as it strove in vain to crush the ship's steel hull.
The captain calmly gave orders to the first mate, who passed them on to the crew in a stentorian voice. Everyone remained at his or her post.
Professor Eisenstein and his assistants, far from abandoning their scientific instruments,
used them to estimate where the eye of the storm must be, for that was the course to steer.
Captain Gordon secretly marvelled at the composure of these scientists,
who were not, after all, as closely acquainted with the sea as himself and his crew.
A shaft of lightning zigzagged down and struck the ship's hull, electrifying it from stem to stern.
Sparks flew whenever the crew touched anything, but none of them worried.
Everyone on board had spent months training hard for just such an emergency.
The only trouble was, the thinner parts of the ship - cables and stanchions, for instance -
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