"Ugh" Omar said as he woke up from his once peaceful sleep. The feeling of the ship rocking back and forth made his stomach feel off. "Two and a half years and I'm still not used to this..." Omar thought to himself. He got up and went towards the window curious to see what time of day it was. Looking out the window he could tell that it wasn't fully morning yet but it was harder to see since everywhere in sight was covered in fog.
Taking a step outside his room he could feel that the air was cold and full of moisture. Still almost half asleep, Omar stumbled down the hall towards the mess hall to get his morning coffee (that's cannon right?). Suddenly, completely breaking the silence, there was a huge blast of what seemed to be a trumpet. Omar startled and now fully awake from the sound, started to run in the direction of the deck.
He could now see why the alert had been sounded. Out off in the distance he could see a faint outline of land.