Hengxin's luxury cruise ship, built with a heavy investment, naturally had top-notch safety features. The horizontal watertight bulkheads weren't something Muwan could open with sheer force alone.
The moment the cabin lights went out, Muwan felt her whole body break out in goosebumps in an instant. Her blood felt like a dense swarm of ants crawling over her limbs and body, rendering her almost immobile in the pitch-black surroundings.
Yet what prevented her from losing her sanity were the neon lights on both riverbanks, faint shafts of light falling through the glass windows.
In the darkness, Jiang Muwan gripped her phone tightly from the book, her vigilant gaze darting around at every sound.
With the closing of the cabin door, the melodious music from the first floor was naturally cut off.
In the sealed environment, the silence was deafening, which for someone who feared the dark, was undeniably torturous.
Jiang Muwan's wary eyes swept over every corner of the room.
