The Great Inversion
When Captain Peters awoke, he found his ship wedged atop a cliff, the hull creaking and groaning. He never wanted responsibility for 4,500 passengers and crew, but as he got older, the promotions kept coming.
If, as he suspected, the altitude of the Earth’s crust has inverted, the Mariana Trench was now a soaring mountain, and the Himalayas lay at the bottom of the new Eurasian Ocean. Billions had been drowned in the overnight flood. Lives forever lost at sea.
His crew would scavenge the beach for sea creatures, but the buffet would eventually run dry. Only the smallest vessels would survive, he thought — hardy fishermen and migrant rafts. They would salvage, rebuild, discover.
Peters vowed to stay with his crew to the last, the bitter end.
His ship would not be going down, but up.
