The students looked at him one after another, their eyes utterly vacant and their faces deathly pale.
"What's wrong with you?" the man hurriedly shouted.
The students merely stared at him, letting out eerie laughs before saying in unison, "Welcome aboard the Sewol."
Just then, the cabin shook violently, and the ship immediately began to sink.
The man tried to run outside, but the captain stopped him.
"Everyone, get back into the cabin. Don't worry."
"Don't worry my ass!"
"I understand now. This ship is the Sewol. We're finished. We're all finished."
"Run! Run any way you can!"
The people wailed and screamed, but it was already too late. Soon, the Sewol sank beneath the water. The people around it also tried to jump overboard and escape, but when the ship went down, it created a whirlpool that instantly swallowed everything around it.
After an unknown amount of time, the Sewol rose again. But there was no longer any sound from inside it. Only silence remained.
Inside the cabin, the water was receding, and the students' clothes gradually dried. At that moment, every one of them wore an eerie expression.
The skin on their faces was deathly pale. And on the empty seats, a group of people had appeared. They were the very people who had just died aboard the ship.
Their gazes were vacant, and eerie smiles spread across their faces.
We continued waiting by the shore. By then, many people had already begun considering retreating, but some still insisted on reaching the opposite shore. In that situation, all we could do was wait in silence.
"What will we do if the next ship is also a sinking ship?" Liu Ling'er asked.
"I'm not sure either." I sighed and said helplessly, "I believe that Heaven always leaves a way