The waiter glanced at us suspiciously like we were villains or intruders.
But then again, we were indeed outsiders and intruders to the people on this ghost ship.
"Are you not going to speak? I'm calling the guards now!" the waiter yelled at us.
I could see that things were getting a bit dicey. If this guy called the so-called guards, we would be in big trouble.
And pretending that everything was normal, going with this guy? That was absolutely impossible!
I assumed that it would be difficult to survive on this ghost ship. Even if we survived by luck and lost our sense of pain like what the special agent experienced, I absolutely could not accept it.
I discreetly pulled Claudia and Claire behind me, signaling them not to speak.
"David! Thor! You two come over quickly! Stop sneaking
