Carly grabbed his hand. She has been stuck in the bottom of the ship for a week now. She has been dealing with Hypothermia and Sleep Deprevation. She prayed everyday for someone to rescue her
"Noah! Jeg Trenger Hjelp" She tried saying. However, it sounded worse due to her speech, which was getting worse each day.
When he came Carly showed him the room. She showed him her "bed" which was just a dirty towel and a leather shoecase. She also a broken-down table and a weird-looking machine. Carly assumed that Machine was the cause of her Aspiration issues, as it created dirty air.
She also pointed to a galon of water on the table that looked like it was siting there for a week, and some bread she got from the feast. She said that for it to last a lot of time, She can only drink 30 Millimeters of water and 2 squares of bread a day to survive.
She sat down and wrapped herself in the towel. Carly was freezing (assuming the Immigration took place between Winter and Spring) and the towel was the only source of conserving heat.
"hvordan kommer jeg meg ut, når blir jeg bra" Carly said.
Later, Carly could hear echoing from the upper floors. as an annoucement was created by the ship manager
"På grunn av værforsinkelser kommer vi innen 27. mai. Det er 4 uker til."
In Despair, Carly jumped up. "4 uker? Takk skal du ha." she said Sarcasticlly.
(my roleplay skills are becoming better)
