"..a big cloud of pink mist! Never seen anythin' like it!"
"Pink mist?" Emanuel's eyes widen as he asked.
"Aye, and we're headin' right for it!"
"Damn it!" Emilio cursed, "The best we can hope for is that this mist isn't harmful."
The crew anxiously waited as they approached the pink mist, since it was too late to turn back now. The crew murmured to each other about it, and as they approached it an unusual smell came from it, nothing one would expect on the seas. Emanuel gulped, and Emilio furrowed his brow as the ship entered the mist.