Laura

Laura approached the doors of the Jamestown Harbor Museum. The large wooden double-doors were carved in the pattern of a ships' netting, and a ship's wheel, split in half, formed the handle at the center.

She pulled it open and a stepped into the entryway beyond. The floor was made of a reddish stone, and model ships flanked the entrance on either side. Laura paused to look more closely at the one on the left, which was an old sailing ship with many masts and large sails. The details carved into the figurehead were incredible, as was the intricate paintwork. She took out her notebook and wrote down a few bits of information before returning her attention to the room.

A man stood at a nearby counter and Laura approached, looking around the central room as she did. There were several other models here, and a few hallways leading out of the room, along with a staircase up to the next floor. The man at the counter smiled. "Would you like to visit the museum?" he asked.

"Yes, please. Just one ticket." she replied as she brought her attention back to him.

"Alright, $10 please." She handed the money over and he gave her a map of the building along with her ticket. She thanked him and stepped into the main room.

Many of the models here were newer, but she saw another sail ship near to one of the halls leading out of the room. She walked over to it and looked it over. There were two masts, and a large, square sail on the main mast. She thought for a moment as she brought out her notebook again before changing her mind and returning it to her pocket. Looking at the map, there was an art gallery off the nearby hall here, more models off a couple of the others, and various artifacts on the next floor.

She decided to check the gallery first. She stepped into the hallway and saw that the lighting was more dim as it led to the next room, with a spotlight on each art piece. Laura approached the first one, which depicted an old whaling ship, caught in a storm. Crewmen were on the rigging, fighting to tie the sails as the wind threatened to unfurl them. She took out her notebook again and wrote down a few of the more interesting details on the ship before moving on.