They were approaching Devil's Chasm.

Logan figured it was time to eliminate the threat. He was sure the stowaway would be hiding in the storage room at this hour.

He had asked the crew beforehand. There were only some tools in the room. People rarely came here.

Logan pushed the door open and a foul smell wafted toward him. The smell of blood was mixed in with the moldy odor.

It was a cloudy day and the sun was setting. It was also very dark out at sea, so the storage room on the bottom floor was shrouded in darkness.

It was deathly quiet and only the sounds of the waves hitting the ship's hull could be heard.

Logan slowly walked into the room. His intuition was telling him that the person was in the room, like a venomous snake, waiting for the best moment to strike.

…

The weather was growing stormier and the winds were picking up.

Olivia didn't know how the wind entered her room when her door and windows were shut. It was making her feel uneasy.

She raised her head to