Despite his efforts, Peter could not quite discern the details of the mysterious spectacle that had caught his attention. But he was certain something was moving purposefully across the ship. The fleeting glimpse was enough to arouse his curiosity, a vivid blur against the sleek black of the ship.
After a few tense seconds, the movement vanished, slipping silently to the other side of the mast, leaving Peter with nothing but the cold, silent vessel that floated in the icy waters. He stood there with his binoculars still pressed to his eyes, a mixture of confusion and intrigue engulfing him.