Yes, the sound of water, coming from nearby, upon careful listening, seemed to be coming from outside the window above her.
The wind also blew in from that window, carrying with it a damp, slightly fishy seawater smell.
She quickly realized that she was probably on a boat, which was moving on the sea.
This thought made her face change involuntarily.
If she really was on a boat, then wouldn't that mean she had already left that island?
Who exactly had drugged her, for what purpose, and where did they intend to take her?
While her mind felt like it was a muddled mess, a faint groan softly came from beside her.
It was a woman's voice, and the groaning sounded somewhat familiar.
But the woman didn't speak, and Scarlett couldn't identify her.
Pat, pat, footsteps approached them.
Then, creak, the door opened, and the footsteps came even closer.
Scarlett's heart suddenly jumped, as if suspended in mid-air, her breathing disrupted, she took a few deep breaths in tension.
