A brief story in the form of dialogue ….

D1: I remember on the trip across the lake, this freak storm broke out. It was just like we were on the open sea. The lake was so large, it was like one of those lakes up in the boundary waters of Minnesota. When you’re out in the middle of it, sometimes you can’t see the shore. So you might as well be in the ocean. A freshwater ocean. But this storm was very strange for a lake. The ferry was being buffeted around like a cork in a bucket. Ferries aren’t made for that kind of thing. I thought we were definitely going to capsize or get busted up somehow.
D2: What happened then?
D1: I was looking around at all the other people on the boat to see if they were as scared as I was. Most of them were, but there was this guy in the back lying down on his jacket with his head on his backpack. He was sound asleep. He must have been absolutely exhausted. He was travelling with a group of other men. They must have been his coworkers or friends or something. They kept tapping him on the shoulder and saying ‘Hey, Boss. Hey! There’s a storm! Wake up!’
D2: Huh. ‘Boss.’ Maybe they were on a business trip or something.
D1: Maybe. I just know they knew him, and they called him Boss. And he was super tired. Really sleeping deeply. But finally he woke up. And they kind of lost patience with him. They were annoyed, but they didn’t want to seem disrespectful. They were just like, ‘Hey, this storm looks super bad. We gotta think of a plan here.’ And then he looked out at the storm.
D2: And then he got scared, too, I bet. Right?
D1: No, he got kinda mad, actually. With the guys sitting around him. He raised his voice a bit and said something like ‘Why’re you guys flipping out over this? What’s the matter with you?’ And they were looking back at him as if to say, ‘You’re kidding, right?’
D2: You think he was maybe … crazy or something?
D1: I don’t know, but he looked at the storm again, and then looked back at the guys around him, and he sort of rolled his eyes and stood up. Which was actually pretty impressive seeing as how the deck was pitching around. Most people were clinging for dear life to railings and tables and stuff. But he just stood up and walked to the side portal-door thing, and then he actually opened it up. Someone said, ‘Hey, sir! The crew said to leave the doors shut! Sir!’ But he didn’t even look back. He just went out the door, shut it behind him, and stood near the deck railing.
D2: Huh. That’s crazy. So did he fall overboard?
D1: No, no, no. He didn’t fall overboard. It’s way weirder than that. Get this: He started YELLING … at the STORM.
D2: He was yelling … at the weather? Huh. What … what did he say?
D1: Not much. It was like he was just yelling at a barking dog or something. He just said ‘Quiet!’ And I think he said, ‘Be still!’
D2: That’s it?
D1: Yeah, that’s it. And then it got super quiet, and I realized that the boat wasn’t moving anymore.
D2: Shut UP, dude. Shut the heck up.
D1: I’m serious. The man yelled at the weather, and it did what he said. And everyone on the boat who saw that was like, ‘Uh … what the actual #&#! just happened ?!?’
D2: No way. I don’t believe you. Maybe it was like the tail end of the storm or something.
D1: No, the storm wasn’t slowing down. It just stopped dead. RIGHT as he yelled at it.
D2: Well, it’s gotta be a coincidence.
D1: Okay. Maybe. But I don’t think so. Because I saw lots of very weird stuff after that. I decided I was going to change my plans. Forget about the touristy stuff. I can get that on Travel Network. This guy is waaay more interesting. So I just started following him and his team.
D2: You started stalking a complete stranger.
D1: Stalking is a very negative term. I kinda resent that, man. But yeah, I guess I started stalking him. Although I kinda felt like he knew I was following him … and that he was actually cool with it. He even turned around a few times and looked right at me, and then I felt like a total jackass, but I didn’t feel like he was telling me to get lost or anything like that. It was like he knew me or something. And I couldn’t stop following him. I had to find out who this dude was. Maybe even talk to him. I actually really wanted to talk to him. About anything.
D2: Well what happened next?
D1: Sorry, I gotta run. I have a meeting in five ….