Cargo Hold Shrunk in an airport chapter 10 by Louka31

You climb out and walk across the hard floor. It’s dark and damp, and in some spots wet.

“Where are we?” Emily asks.

You run your finger against some of the water and lick it.

“Salt water,” you say. “We must be on a boat.”

“Ahh,” she replied. “They sometimes shipped the packages by boat, when it was cheaper than flying.”

You guys must be in the bottom of a cargo boat.

Suddenly the lights flicks on as some worker walks through the aisles inspecting something. Emily grabs you by the arm, and both of you duck for cover under one of the cargo bins. The door, which she left slightly ajar, seems like the only way in and out of the storage room. What do you guys do next?