Bad dream

Cindy fell asleep after a while, the gentle pressure of Alexander's hand on her back, along with the medicine he had insisted she take, slowly lulling her into a reluctant slumber. Though she had tried to reassure everyone that she was fine, the exhaustion from the day's events and the strange unease she couldn't shake had finally worn her down. Alexander remained by her side, his gaze never leaving her as he watched over her protectively.

The room was quiet, save for the soft sound of Cindy's breathing. Outside, the ocean waves lapped gently against the hull of the ship, a peaceful melody that seemed to echo the calm inside the cabin. But despite the stillness around her, Cindy's sleep was far from restful.

In the depths of her mind, a dark dream began to take shape.