As a few minutes passed, Ophelia's ears strained for any indication of the chaos unfolding outside her cabin. Yet, to her surprise, the once-pervasive sounds of commotion seemed to fade into an eerie silence.
The absence of noise only served to heighten Ophelia's sense of unease, leaving her with nothing but the deafening sound of her own heartbeat echoing in her ears. She found herself pacing back and forth across the confines of her cabin, her mind consumed with worry and uncertainty.
With each passing moment of silence, Ophelia's anxiety grew, her imagination running wild with all manner of dire scenarios. Had the confrontation with the unknown ship escalated into violence? Or perhaps, against all odds, had the crew managed to resolve the situation peacefully?
