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[The sounds are ship sounds; wind through canvas, waves, the dull thud of boots on wood, and a panicked]

Drop anchor! Quickly!

[More running]

We must wait for Drini-where is Drinian?

Quickly, Caspian, now!

Drop the anchor or we'll get bottomed out!


[There is the sound of a loud splash so quickly that is suggests that the boys were already dropping anchor before the girl pointed out the obvious]

What happened?

[ooc: Ed is black, Caspian is blue, Lucy is red. They're back, and on the Dawn Treader, which is in view of the beach.]