It's been 13 hours since I last saw any sight of land on this dreadful ship. The creaking wood sounds like the ship is going to fall apart at any minute. The heavy waves striking from down below keeps the sail unsteady and sickening. I can't even get out of my dusty room without throwing up overboard. The food is horrible and the crew don't seem to care for personal hygiene. At night, the wind blows into the pitch black hallways terrifying any who dare step into it's haunted darkness. The captain has prohibited everyone from leaving their chambers at night after last week's incident. A man had gone missing that night. Javier the Janitor said he had heard screaming and went to investigate only to see a shadow of what he described as a ghost. I've never been one to believe in such fantasies, but the twisting and turning of the seas has clouded my judgment keeping me from sleeping at night. That fine Whiskey you sent me last time has been somewhat helpful, but I don't think I can survive another night on this damn ship.
In case something should happen to me, look for a man by the name of Antonio. Something just feels off about this guy and I don't like the way he's been looking at me as off late.
Mario T.
I sealed off my letter and hid it among my precious belongings. It was 5:30 in the morning and the sun had just started to rise. " The sea seems calm today and the sail's steady. Maybe I should have a breath of some fresh air. " I told myself. I locked the door behind me and as I went up the stairs leading to the upper deck I noticed a flock of heron birds flying not too far from the ship. " Coastal birds? " I asked myself. " We must be close to land! " I remarked with great excitement. I hurried up and for the very first time in my life, I was in America. " Welcome to New York! " The Captain smiled as he stood there enjoying the very sight of the sun lighting up the docks of NY.
"I've made it! I'm finally here here. " I exhaled trying to hide my excitement. " America, the land of opportunities.".
Ever since I was a child, my father has told all sorts of stories about his adventures there. When he had passed away, my brother Tony had set out seeking a new life full of wealth and fame. And now the time has come for me to join him and start my own life here. I only have $500 to my name. It's not going to be easy to build up from practically nothing, but I will find my place here. I will make an honest living and lead an honorable life making my father proud.
We arrived at the docks and I impatiently looked for Tony having not seen him for so long. However, as I was putting down my luggage for a minute's rest, a pale skinned man approached me anxiously: " Are you Mario? Tony's brother? ". I nodded surprised expecting to see my brother. " I'm afraid I have some bad news my friend. Your brother Tony, he … he's missing." My baggage fell right off my hands as I tried to process what this stranger was telling me. " My name is Vincent. I'm a friend of your brother. I'm sorry to tell you that Tony might have been taken by mafia mobsters that he owed money to." I was furious by the shocking news. I was looking forward to a peaceful life in these new lands, but it seems my brother is in over his head. Tony, the only family I have left. I'm not going to let these bastards hurt him! I'll steal, kill and burn down this whole country if I have to. I'm getting you back big bro.
