In a dim cabin aboard the *Narwhal*, a hand wrapped in bandages gripped a fountain pen, writing line after line of elegant cursive script.
"Mother, is everything well at home? I'm doing fine here—it's barren up above, but not dangerous, and everyone is still alive."
The hand paused mid-sentence, then crumpled the paper into a ball. After hesitating for a long moment, it started over on a fresh sheet.
"We've already found a way to stop the sea from rising. Once we solve this problem, everything will soon return to normal. Then, I'll be able to come home.
"Your health isn't good. On the first of every month, you must go to Lily's father for a checkup so that if anything is wrong, they can treat it in time."
In the cabin below, the two Vampires, Audric and Sifler, clinked their glasses together.
