Let Yourself Go in a Running Group

I started shaking violently, and the panicked crew members came and went, shouting things that I was sorry for my poor English and that I couldn't understand. My glasses were lost in the chaos, and I could only vaguely see the huge iceberg on the bow of the ship? Is that an iceberg? I don't know, but I'm dying. I'm finally dead. Very good. I woke up.