Prologue

Darkness. Deep beneath the waters of the North Atlantic, where no light penetrates, lies the great ship Titanic.

Its story has been told in book and in song, on stage and on screen. The tale never fails to move those who learn of it.

People were filled with hope when the great ship was launched, believing that at last they had conquered nature, building a ship that could never sink, a ship that would never bring about the sorrows known to so many ocean-goers before. Filled with hope and promise, the ship set sail for America—but never reached it.

Even when the iceberg struck on April 14, 1912, many people still believed that the ship could not sink. Tragically, they were wrong. The ship vanished into the depths of the ocean, taking fifteen hundred passengers with it—men, women, even children. Many of them had set out on the journey filled with hope for the future.

Now, the ship lies in pieces on the ocean floor, inhabited only by a few hardy sea creatures—and, perhaps, a few ghosts. Few people have viewed the wreck since it disappeared beneath the sea so many years ago. The Titanic is gone—but never forgotten.