The following morning, Jude set out for the shores with the intention of catching fish for the day's meals. The air was crisp and the sound of waves crashing against the beach filled the morning with a sense of tranquility. However, the serenity was short-lived. As Jude walked along the sandy shore, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. His vision blurred, and the world seemed to tilt. Before he could react, he collapsed onto the sand, unconscious.
Back at the shelter, Sophie and Lucy were busy with their morning tasks when a strange feeling of unease settled over Sophie. It was as if an invisible thread connected her to Jude, tugging insistently, alerting her to something being wrong. Unable to shake off the feeling, she turned to Lucy. "Lucy, I think something's wrong with Jude. We need to check on him."
Lucy, who was equally attuned to the emotional pulses within their family, nodded. "Let's go. He should be at the shores by now."
