Chapter 411 - 2. Second Officer
Isabella’s mind was blank; after all, since noon yesterday until this afternoon, she had only had a simple meal and a cup of water—the rest of the time, she had basically given up on herself and lay sleeping on the ship.
In her drowsy dreams, every moment was filled with memories of the scenes that had happened that day, and sometimes she would even see in the pitch darkness, her brother’s head alone staring at her, bleeding from all seven orifices as he spoke to her.
That terrifying scene made her nauseous, and under the immense psychological pressure of great fear, she almost didn’t want to eat or do anything; however, her body was after all only a mortal shell, suffering from hunger in a way she could hardly bear.
Once she became too hungry, her mind was filled with only the simple thought of eating; but once she had eaten her fill, the chaotic thoughts would surge back into her mind.
Isabella had thought about ending her life through starvation, but she simply didn’t have the courage; she was an absolute coward, unable to do anything without her sister’s protection...
"Are you looking for food?"
Standing in front of the Captain’s Room on the second floor of the deck, Isabella’s lips, long deprived of water, were cracked and peeling; upon hearing Fischer’s voice, she turned her vacant gaze to see Fischer’s stern expression, then quickly diverted her eyes, imperceptibly nodding her head,
"Mr. Fischer, I..."