Life was good in the open sea, until one fateful morning the winds grew stronger than Sheldon had ever seen before. Spiraling pillars of saltwater and ferocious winds churning into a sharknado! Sheldon had only heard rumors from his occasional ocean snacks (people) about these mythical storms. Hungover from a 4am spaces and too slow to react, the sharknado hurled Sheldon farther from home than he had ever been before. The waters he found himself in were a murky black and green color. Things looked very different than what he was familiar with. Confident in his navigation skills Sheldon knew he could find his way home, but without access to his Ledger, and unable to sell off his degen plays, ...