A letter to a dead man

... I did not dare talk to anyone ... I prepared the speech to my pocket, and I included a cold cloud of panic ... the speech was to a dead man !! In my heart, he was very panic. When it came out to the roof, the ship was struggling with strong waves. I rushed with men, attracting ropes and jumping here and there. The voice was chasing me in that endless space ... I will inevitably return ... I will return.