I Work on a Fishing Boat in the North Atlantic. The Captain Gave Me a List of Rules.

Working on a fishing boat in the North Atlantic sounded tough, but straightforward—pull nets, clean fish, fight the cold, repeat.
But on my first night aboard, the captain handed me a laminated sheet of rules…
and the look in his eyes told me these weren’t normal maritime guidelines.

Rule 1: If you hear knocking beneath the hull, do not respond. It’s not the ocean.
Rule 3: Never lean over the railing after sunset. If something calls your name from the water, go below deck immediately.
Rule 5: If a second shadow appears behind a crew member, alert the captain before they notice it themselves.
Rule 7: Should the fog turn yellow, everyone must stay silent. The ocean listens during those hours.
And the final rule: If you see a light beneath the waves following the boat, don’t look directly at it. Don’t acknowledge it at all.

Out here, the danger isn’t the storm or the sea.
It’s what rises from beneath it—
and the captain’s rules are the only reason any of us make it back to shore.

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