Just one more week.

I hope they don’t recognize the ship in Sentinel.

It wouldn’t be good.

Ariana painted this. I miss her. I’ll be so close, but there’s no way I can see her again.

Or maybe I can contact her. But I don’t know if she will remember me.

I already paid the price when I gave up from everything. Now I must deal with that.

Now let’s see where I am.

I should see that wrecked ship only tomorrow.

Am I too fast or I lose the notion of time?

Well, it doesn’t matter. A storm. Finally something good to play.