The Polaris Expedition
The boards are creaking. The ship's oaken frame groans against the gentle waves of the passage, a weary old hull of an exploring vessel, a screw-steamer schooner, sleek and agile for the time. The boilers usually brewed a fiery inferno, to contrast the deathly chill of the northern passage's frosty air. Yet, it was calm and cold, as the boat rocked in the gentle bay.The search for Franklin's lost expedition was still on the minds of eager, hardy explorers. The ill-fated expedition of Franklin's, it in itself a mystery, would lead to the death of one more.
A troubled team of researchers, headed by a particular figure- it's troublesome Commander. Known for his many claimed credits- some of which are disputed, this particular crew had been through hellish waters to seek this lost expedition. Yet, it seems, while death was a common occurrence, one would stand out above the other incidences for its suspicious quality.
A split team, and a crew seemingly tight-lipped about the happenings aboard the ship. The Command of the expedition would suddenly experience a bout of madness and illness, leading to a brutal death, and a sudden end to his life. Some say murder by a rival, others say mutiny, but what happened aboard the Polaris- to Charles Francis Hall- is still lost to the fog of the Canadian bay.
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