Can't Be Found

Curiosity tugged at her, urging her to go in search of him. She left the room, her bare feet padding silently on the polished wooden floor. The ship's corridors were quiet, save for the distant hum of music from the various entertainment venues. Camila's steps quickened, her expectations building with each passing moment.

In her quest to find Ethan, she found herself standing before the ship's vibrant bar. The lively atmosphere hits her, engulfing her senses with the clinking of glasses, and the rhythm of the music being played. The bartender, a friendly figure behind the counter, noticed Camila's arrival and greeted her with a warm smile.

"Good evening," he said, his voice carrying a hint of cheerfulness. "How can I assist you?"

Camila returned the smile, her eyes scanning the bar in search of Ethan. "Have you seen Ethan?" she inquired, her voice laced with hope and worry. "I woke up in the room, and he wasn't there."

The bartender's gaze shifted thoughtfully. "Ah, I haven't seen h