Emma's focused demeanor did not go unnoticed by her companions. As they gathered around her, curiosity mingled with concern on their faces.
"What's going on, Emma?"
A newcomer inquired, breaking the silence that had settled over them.
Emma stood up from her crouched position, her eyes scanning the shoreline with intent.
"Something's not right,"
she replied, her voice measured and serious.
"The ocean seems unusually quiet. No signs of fish in the traps, and I haven't seen any seabirds or marine life around."
Another newcomer furrowed her brow, her gaze following Emma's across the tranquil waters.
"You think it's another problem we have to face?"
she asked, her voice tinged with apprehension.
"I'm not sure,"
Emma admitted, her mind already racing with hypotheses.
"But it's definitely worth investigating further. We need to stay vigilant."
