At dusk, a few passengers went to Bishop's Restaurant for dinner. When passing through the corridor, everyone's eyes tacitly avoided the Grace Theater at the other end.
Tasia walked at the back. When all her companions entered the restaurant, she looked back curiously at the Grace Theater. Its half-open door was like a bottomless well, deep and scary.
Suddenly, a figure jumped over the threshold, jumped out of the darkness inside the theater, and appeared in the light of the corridor with vigorous steps.
Tasia recognized the person immediately.
"Ms. Helen..."
"Hey," Helen quickly approached and blinked at Tasia as she passed by her, "Have you seen what's posted over there?"
"not yet……"
Helen showed a meaningful smile and said, "Go and have a look, it's very interesting."
"but……"
Before Tasia could finish speaking, Helen had already entered the restaurant alone. She did not go to the buffet plate like everyone else, but walked to the waiter at the bar alone. After a few brief conversations, Helen was at a Take a seat in an empty corner.
"Tasia! What are you doing standing at the door?"
Tasia came to her senses and found Philip and his friends looking at her.
"……coming."
Several people took the dinner plates and started picking out the food they liked. Tasia kept looking at Helen from the corner of her eye. Soon, she saw the waiter in the restaurant bringing a small basket of sliced bread and a plate of pickled olives to Helen.
"Phillip..." Tasia patted the person next to her, "It seems like we can order food tonight?"
Phillip also glanced into the distance, where another waiter was walking towards Helen with wine.
"Interesting." Philip put down his plate and food folder, and took a few steps towards the waiter. The two chatted for a few words, and the waiter quickly nodded slightly to him, took a step back and left.
Tasia followed, "How was it?"
"She asked me whose guest it was." Philip looked at the waiter's back inexplicably, "Whose guest is it..."
"Did you answer?"
"I said 'Mr. Robbeglier', and she ran away." Philip frowned, "Do you have any spirit of service?"
"It's okay," Tasia said immediately, "Tonight's buffet looks pretty good too."
The three young men quickly sat down by the window.
The current situation is difficult. The people on the Thorn Monk side have long been in ruins due to successive accidents, and the passengers who followed Gobelin on the ship are not much better. It is not easy to gather a table with friends who can chat normally.
"Have you guys been out in the afternoon?" Tasia asked in a low voice.
Phillip looked sideways, "Are you asking about the "Guide" posted with mercury needles?"
"Yes... Helen told me just now -"
"Only a fool goes to see it." The young man sitting opposite the two people sneered, "You want to see it?"
Tasia immediately shook her head, "...No."
"When I entered the elevator just now, I seemed to see someone on the opposite side of the corridor," Philip whispered. "It looked like the noncommissioned officer next to that general. What was that general's name?"
"Bernhard?" Tasia replied.
"Yes, Bernhard, I remember that too," Philip cut the chicken on the plate, "I'm sure whoever among us went to see those things today will know it clearly. Mr. Gobelin should be You don’t want us to see it…”
Having said this, Phillip suddenly stopped his knife and fork and looked at Tasia again, "But if you want to see it, I can accompany you there. I don't care about this."
Tasia blushed slightly and quickly shook her head.
"You really want to go? Those mercury needles don't look like good people to me." Another person continued, "The red-haired one in a wheelchair, the black-haired one wearing overalls... Maybe Miss Rico is more normal. ”
As they were talking, the waiter brought out Helen's appetizers. Tasia and the others couldn't see clearly what was on the plate, but they all smelled the strong aroma of cheese. Helen put down her wine glass and began to enjoy this wonderful dinner.
The Philips just glanced over and said nothing.
When the three of them finished their dinner, Helen's main course had just been served. Tasia said hello to Helen, but Helen didn't seem to notice it at all.
When they came to the corridor, several people walked towards the elevator. Tasia was lost in thought about what had just happened. She didn't react until the other two people entered the elevator.
"Tasia," Philip called again, "what are you thinking about?"
"Can you accompany me to the Grace Theater?" Tasia pulled her hair around her ears, "I...I still--"
Phillip was a little surprised. He coughed lightly, "...it's too late now, Tasia. It's not safe to go there at this time. Have you forgotten the previous shooting there?"
Tasia sighed almost imperceptibly, and entered the car anyway. Phillip pressed the door button of the elevator several times, and the elevator started running.
Tasia raised her head and looked at the boy next to her again, "Then... shall we go tomorrow?"
"Yes, but it's best to wait and see what everyone does first," Philip replied warmly, "Someone must have gone to see it tonight. We can listen to what Mr. Gobelin said during the meeting tomorrow morning, okay? "
Tasia lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, "Yeah... yes."
Back on the sixth deck, several people waved goodbye in front of their respective room doors.
"Tasia!" Philip suddenly shouted.
"Um?"
"Thank you for sending me back last night - I...shouldn't have drank so much at that time, and I won't do it again."
"Uh-huh."
"By the way, I forgot to mention that today..." Philip stretched out his hand and made a few gestures on his cheek, "...very beautiful."
"Yeah." Tasia smiled as usual, but for some reason, it seemed a bit perfunctory, "Get some rest early, Philip."
"The same to you!"
The door slowly closed, and the entire corridor returned to silence.
A few minutes later, Tasia opened the door again.
One foot stepped on the carpet on the sixth deck. Tasia's breathing was a little short. She tightly grasped a piece of clothing around her waist and quietly walked towards the emergency passage not far away. The escape stairs go downstairs.
The door to Grace Theater was in front of her, and Tasia stepped into the half-open door without looking back.
There was silence in the theater.
All the lights are turned off, except for a vertical whiteboard placed in the middle of the stage. Two half-meter-long LED light strips are attached to both sides of the whiteboard, illuminating the text posted in the middle. The white cold light reflected in Tasia's pupils, like a mysterious totem.
She walked forward again, faster and faster, until she reached the white board.
"Shengming... Passenger Code of Conduct."
