Riddled with Worry
As they continued their journey through the ship, Mike’s anxiety grew, intensifying with each step. The weight of the realization lingered, haunting his thoughts—any unfortunate event could plunge them into a state of complete disorientation, forever trapped within the complex maze of the vessel. The dimly lit corridors seemed endless, twisting and turning like a bewildering puzzle. Mike’s heart raced, his palms damp with perspiration as they pressed on, their determination battling against the creeping fear. They couldn’t afford to falter now; their only hope was to navigate the unknown depths of the ship and find a way back to safety.