The entire first deck was dimly lit at the moment, and the power supply was cut off. No matter how the passengers pressed the switch, the lights did not come on.
Huge waves hit from the side of the ship, and the passenger ship began to tilt again. People screamed and grabbed hold of nearby objects - doorknobs, table corners, statues... and even standing lamps fixed in the corners.
Tasia reconfirmed the direction and led everyone through several halls and corridors towards the bow of the ship.
Every time she walked, she looked back and asked, "Is everyone here? Is anyone left behind?"
So people stopped and looked at the people at the end of the line. It wasn't until someone from behind answered, "Everyone is here, no one is left behind!" that Tasia continued to move forward.
She led everyone to the hall closest to the observation deck. It was windy and rainy outside, and the waves hit the deck with a terrifying sound. All the lounge chairs and round tables that had not been put away in time had long been swept away by the waves. People were full of hearts. Looking at this scene with fear.
"...You're not going out, are you?" Someone looked at Tasia, "With such a big wave, no matter who goes out, they will be swept away..."
"No, let's wait here." Tasia's voice was calm and powerful, "There is an operation console here that can control the long-range lights on the ship's side. Let's turn it on now!"
"But the power supply..."
"Don't worry, the long-beam lights here are independently powered."
Tasia fumbled and pulled open an iron plate, and sure enough, a console appeared behind it. She tried pressing the buttons on it a few times, but there was no response. In the crowd, a soldier who was familiar with such matters came forward and asked Tasia if she needed help. Tasia immediately stepped aside and allowed the soldier to operate.
A pale beam of light immediately lit up outside the window. It connected a bright and spacious path between the waves and the night sky. Occasionally, the waves stood up and formed a wall of water. The light from the spotlights was reflected directly into the room, placing the passengers in a The hall was illuminated like daylight.
"Just wait with peace of mind!" Tasia looked at everyone again, "The rescue team coming to rescue us is on the way. They will find us and take us back to a safe place. All we have to do next is wait... Waiting and hoping!”
There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, and someone on the edge of the crowd cried softly with excitement.
"What is going on?" The soldier standing in front looked at Tasia gratefully, "Have you found any way to solve it?"
Tasia shook her head, "I went to the second and fourth decks tonight by accident. On the way back, I overheard two crew members talking about the last work they had to do tonight. They talked a lot. Basically what I just told you...the two crew members had no choice but to give up some finishing touches due to lack of time, such as cutting off the lighting power on the deck they were on and then retreating, turning off each long-range light in turn. They didn’t have time to do things like power supply.”
Tasia let out a wry smile, "Just lucky."
"Let me tell you... why did these people suddenly gather together?" Someone suddenly realized, "It turns out that the rescue team from the coalition government is coming, and they are scared - these crew members are also executioners, and no one is innocent! "
"When we get ashore, we must investigate the details of this group of people."
"But where is M. Robbeglier now...and M. Gobelin?"
Tasia leaned against the wall tiredly, and suddenly remembered something when she heard this. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood up straight again, "...If any of you still have the strength, please send two more people to come with me. Fayance is still on the fourth deck now. I want-"
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the cold light illuminated the entire hall again, followed by thunder that drowned out the second half of Tasia's words.
When the thunder also subsided, a sharp electronic pulse sound made everyone cover their ears.
The wall lamps on all sides of the hall suddenly lighted up. Their dim light could barely illuminate the outlines of people, but it was enough to make everyone's hearts hang again.
The surroundings became quiet again, except for the sound of the violent rain outside the window.
"Thank you, Tasia..."
A voice came from a distance, and Tasia followed the sound and looked sideways - Putina, wearing a crew uniform, walked out of the shadows.
"...Thank you for bringing everyone here," Putina said softly, "If everyone went their separate ways, we would really have to vomit during today's cleaning work."
People looked at Tasia one after another, and from her pale face, they understood the danger at this moment.
"Don't be afraid, Tasia," Putina smiled. "You are still safe."
…
Rico and Hesta came to the sixth deck together. Facing the empty restaurant and sleeping bags scattered on the floor, both of them were a little confused.
"Where have everyone gone..." Rico put his hand inside a sleeping bag, "It's warm."
"It seems that this is not the 'gathering place'." Hesta looked around, "Are the passengers also gathering together?"
"No, this was never mentioned on the radio." Rico stood up, "I think they are more likely to be dead... Anna doesn't look like she plans to let anyone go - who is here? There! Come out!"
Li Ge suddenly looked towards the corner not far away, and his voice immediately became stern.
No one responded.
"You're not coming out, are you?"
Li Ge stepped forward and a woman in a red dress was quickly pulled out by her neck.
"Jacqueline?" Hesta called out the woman's name with some uncertainty. The woman almost immediately trembled and hugged herself tightly, trying to avoid the sight of Rico and Hesta.
Jacqueline looked very bad. She kept whispering something in her mouth, and her expression and movements had become weird. She held a silver fork and stabbed the instep of her feet hard. The skin in that area was bloody and bloody.
Hesta forcibly took away her fork, leaned down and asked, "What did you say?"
"No, no... no one is here, no one." Jacqueline held her head, "Grace Theater... it's too dark, too dark, I don't want to go..."
Hesta shook her head, "I don't understand...I don't know what she is talking about."
"Then what should we do, just leave her here?" Rico glanced at Jacqueline and immediately grabbed her bloody hands, "Stop picking!"
Hesta was deep in thought. What concerned them most at the moment was the final gathering place of all the crew members. It was already past three o'clock. If everyone had already gathered, then they would have missed the opportunity to catch someone or secretly follow them— —But in the past period of time, they did not encounter crew members elsewhere.
"You should have come to the restaurant earlier." Hesta whispered. She looked at Jacqueline and suddenly thought in her mind, "...take her to Si Lei's place?"
