well, by the time Henry and lukas noticed the tsunami, though it was a little bit far but still they couldnt avoid it since they broke the taboo.
even if they decide to ran , still the tsunami and the storm would follow them, but if Lukas escapes, he would survive since he isn't the one who broke the taboo by blasphemy.
unfortunately Henry didn't know that blasphemy was a taboo nor did Lukas
In the heart of a raging storm, the ocean roared with a fury that resonated deep within the souls of those adrift upon its surface.
Henry look....the waves!
The storm,
The tsunami" Lukas shouted, panic painting his features as he pointed toward the encroaching wall of water.
Though they tried so hard to ran away from the tsunami, but it was so fast, faster than even wind itself, that they couldn't have escaped from it.
Slowly there ship was swallowed by the tsunami.
Meanwhile, White Tiger and Abraham glimpsed at the storm raging around them as they fought against the tides.
Suddenly, a flash of a white flag cought their attention. Usually white flage in the sea means help.
"Look! Someone needs help!" Abraham yelled, urgency tightening his voice.
"Should we help them?" White Tiger pondered aloud, torn between duty and the sheer terror of the tsunami approaching them.
To ignore a cry for help could haunt them forever, yet to linger could lead to their own doom.
"Let's wait for them," White Tiger decided, not fully grasping the gravity of the choice he had just made.
As Malta, steve and john drew closer, white tiger threw a rope down the ship. And one by one they pulled them on board.
"What happened?" White Tiger asked as they helped the newcomers onboard.
"We were chased by chaos!
They wanted to throw them into the waters. Malta pointed at Steve and John.
They turned on us!" Malta exclaimed breathlessly.
"They blamed us for following you guys!
Well, it was our suggestion.
It spiraled out of control! When we realized that were back to where we started from." John added, panic still evident in his voice, glancing towards the darkening sea.
Abraham and White Tiger exchanged worried looks, conflicted about their choices.
They didn't have enough provisions to keep many passengers alive, yet they couldn't abandon the new arrivals to perish.
After a heavy deliberation, they accepted Malta, John, Steve, and the rest, but warned them that cooperation was paramount for survival.
Just then, Bosco, ever alert and keen, spotted the swelling tide in the distance.
"Guys, let's get out of here... fast!" he shouted, shaking them back to the present peril.
With bated breath, they turned toward the ominous sight behind them—a massive wave rolling towards their ship, ready to engulf everything in its path.
In the wake of the disaster that had just befallen their previous vessel, fear overcame them.
"Are we going to die like this?" Steve whispered, his voice quaking. To comfort him, John wrapped his arms around him tightly.
"We're safe now…
But for now.."
With little time to waste, they steered their ship to the opposite direction of where they were.
That was the only way to break the maze that they were in. While their plan appeared sound, a horn echoed across the waters, sending shivers up their spines.
"What ship could that be?" Bosco muttered, scanning the around for another vessel. But there was nothing in sight.
"Ghost ship…" he murmured,
Although he didn't know the hint of that game . But having sailed numerous times with his father, they were always told about the ghost ship and how it's horn sounds different from other ship's horns.
Who ever meets the ghost ship is doomed to wander the seas forever.
"Everyone! We must change direction, now!" Bosco commanded, urgency lacing his words.
" The ghost ship! The ghostship... hurry up.
The crew, bewildered yet compliant, switched their course frantically. Fear filled the air as the haunting horn echoed once more, making it clear that they were on borrowed time.
As they navigated away from the ghost ship's assailant sound, by the time they decided to stop, they were already lost, lost in the vast expanse of the ocean spread out before them, blue and tranquil.
From one trouble to another.
From fire to hell...
Now they had one one choice at hand, look for there current location, which wasn't easy . They were in the desert if waters not even a single feature was spotted that would help them locye their location on the map.
"What place is this?" where're we?
Unfortunate for Agathy, who loved her live so much that she began to cry.
" l can't die and leave all my father's fortune behind...
No.. , l have to find way. " then she went to white tiger, who promised to get her out of there in exchange of one million.
" you! you said you would protect me, what happened?
How will you protect me.? she was becoming more and more irrigating that Malta had to shut her up.
" excuse me, are you the only living creature in this ship?
The rest are stones or.... they're goods... ?
If you have nothing to do , just go and sleep." Agatha felt like strangling Malta but couldn't.
" if l hadn't come here by mistake, l wouldn't be humiliated like this.
" don't worry, you come by mistake... you will also leave by mistake.
The crew couldn't hold themselves from laughing that they bursted so loud.
But still they had to solve the problem at hand. Bosco remained up as he rotates his binocular, hoping to glance at at helpful feature that would help locate their location on the map.
While the rest went back to the cabin to look at that map.
Suddenly they heard a banging sound beneath the ship.
What was that?
They looked at themselves, it banged again and again. That even it shaked the ship, even Bosco from the deck trimbled that he almost fell. Then he looked down.
"Something big is beneath us!" Bosco shouted, then he heard a sound of a heavy wave of waters, peering through his binoculars, horror squeezing his heart when he saw an army of sharks diving towards their ship.
" Sharks!
"We're not in the Indian Ocean…" he whispered, dread tightening around him. "We've drifted into the Pacific…"
The sharks moved in an organized way and very fast that in a blink of an eye they will reach their ship.