The Empyrean Norsemen would hold on for dear life as their capsule was flipped over, their feet now pointing up in the air as their long hair and braided beards hung down loosely below their heads. Svegdir's purple gemstone skeleton key string necklace would once again fall out, this time falling off of his neck completely and landing on the bimini-like rooftop below. The convertiboat had finally reached the surface of the river as it floated back up above the water, only this time with the keel sticking up instead of the armoured rooftop. The Norse explorers were still safe and secured to their seats for now, but they were upside down as Svegdir tried to reach down and pick up his necklace, which seemed to be just barely out of reach as he extended his arm and tried to grab the skeleton key.