You emerge into bright sunlight (but didn't the sun only go down a few hours ago, you wonder...). As your eyes adjust, you can see that you are standing on a mountain, the flattish peak of which vaguely resembles the deck of a ship. The "belowdecks" area is now a cave in the mountaintop.
The air is chill, but not frigid. The sides of the mountain are very steep, but look climbable. It is impossible to tell how high the mountain is because it disappears into a layer of clouds about five hundred feet below your position. The layer of clouds extends as far as the eye can see, so it looks like you're on another island, poking its way out of a white, fluffy sea. Other than the clouds below, the sky above, and the mountaintop, there is little else visible, but in the distance you can make out moving specks that might be flying creatures.