The deck seemed to be slanting away to the stern like a water chute.

At once, the deck seemed to rush at him and he had to struggle to keep to his feet.

The deck seemed to writhe with power; you could feel it as the thrust continued to build.

The deck seemed to be wobbling, and the world was darkening.

Then the deck seemed to vanish and they seemed to hang in space.

The deck seemed to have taken on an unnatural hush as she worked her way through the chaos.

The deck seemed to rise toward his face in slow motion, ready to strike him.

The deck seemed to slide out from under his feet the moment he stepped into the elevator.

Even the deck seemed to be breathing as the ship began a gentle roll.

In those images, he said, the deck seemed to be nearly flush with the upper edge of the boat's side.