C4 Chapter 4

The morning fog hovered over the Sound. A peculiar sound penetrated it. A slow and shrill sound like wood against wood, hollow booms and screams of pain that sounded quite surreal, as if from another age, another planet. Now and then a broadside of thundering cannons boomed, now and then a long, drawn out, moaning scream from a human being followed by a dull splash in the stagnant, greyish water