Midnight. The ship was dead silent. I could only hear the creaking sounds of the ship's movement as it was being gently tossed by the waves. Because of what happened at the tavern, Jacob was in a sour mood and decided to just go adrift. He shut himself in his room and no one dared to disturb him.
I stared at the ceiling. There was not one of the crew that seemed to be awake. No one except me. I could not sleep. The weight on my chest was becoming heavier and heavier the more hours Jacob and I disregard each other. I sat up because I felt like it was difficult to breathe. I took a loud deep breath but that did not work either. Then, I remembered Paco and the rum.
I quickly got up and opened the door to my room. I peeked outside. There was no one there. Everyone was in their quarters. This was the most vulnerable Labyrinth had ever been. If a navy ship happens to attack, we're doomed! There was no one assigned to do the night shift. Everyone seemed to have neglected their duties.
