Why it never ends

In the evening, a few sporadic passengers went to Bishop's restaurant for dinner.When passing through the corridor, everyone's eyes tacitly avoided the Grace Theater at the other end.

Tasia walked at the end, and when all her companions had entered the restaurant gate, she looked back at the Grace Theater with some curiosity. Its half-closed door was like a bottomless well, deep and terrifying.

Suddenly, a figure jumped over the threshold, jumped out of the darkness inside the theater, and appeared under the light of the corridor with vigorous steps.

Tasia recognized the person immediately.

"Ms. Helen..."

"Hey," Helen quickly approached, and blinked at Tasia when she rubbed shoulders with her, "Have you seen the thing pasted there?"

"not yet……"

Helen showed a meaningful smile, "Go and have a look, it's very interesting."

"but……"

Before Tasia could finish speaking, Helen had already entered the restaurant alone. She didn't go to the buffet tray like everyone else, but walked to the waiter at the bar alone. After a few brief conversations, Helen was in a Sit in an empty corner.

"Tasia! What are you doing standing at the door?"

Tasia came back to find Philip and his friends looking at her.

"……coming."

Several people picked out their favorite food with their plates, and Tasia kept looking at Helen from the corner of her eye.Soon, she saw the waiter in the restaurant bring a small basket of sliced ​​bread and a plate of pickled olives to Helen.

"Philip..." Tasia patted the person beside her, "It seems that you can order food tonight?"

Philip also glanced into the distance, and another waiter was walking towards Helen carrying the wine.

"Interesting." Philip put down the plate and clips, and walked towards the waiter a few steps. The two talked for a while, and the waiter quickly nodded to him, took a step back and left.

Tasia followed, "How is it?"

"She asked me whose guest it was." Philip looked at the back of the waiter inexplicably, "whose guest..."

"Did you answer?"

"I said Mr. Robeau Grier, and she ran away." Philip frowned. "Do you have any spirit of service?"

"It's okay," Tasia said immediately, "Tonight's buffet looks pretty good too."

The three young men quickly sat down by the window.

The current situation is difficult. The people on the Briar Monk's side have long been devastated by successive accidents, and the passengers on the ship who followed Gobelin are not much better. It is not easy to gather a table of friends who can chat normally.

"Have you all gone out this afternoon?" Tasia asked in a low voice.

Philip looked sideways, "Are you going to ask about the "Guide" on mercury needles?"

"Yes... just now Helen told me—"

"I'm only a fool." The young man sitting across from the two sneered, "You want to see it?"

Tasia shook her head immediately, "...No."

"When I got into the elevator just now, I seemed to see someone on the other side of the corridor," Philip said in a low voice. "It looked like a non-commissioned officer next to the general. What was the general's name—"

"Bernhard?" Tasia replied.

"Yes, Bernhard, I remember that too," Philip cut the chicken on the dinner plate, "I'm sure whoever of us went to see those things today will know clearly that Mr. Goebbels should be You don't want us to see it..."

Speaking of this, Philip suddenly stopped the knife and fork, and looked at Tasia again, "But if you want to see it, I can accompany you there, I don't care about it."

Tasia blushed slightly and shook her head quickly.

"Are you really going? Those mercury needles don't look like good people to me." Another person continued, "The red-haired one in a wheelchair, the black-haired one in overalls...maybe Miss Li Ge is more normal." gone."

While talking, the waiter brought out Helen's appetizers. Tasia and the others couldn't see what was on the plate, but they all smelled the strong aroma of cheese. Helen put down her wine glass and began to enjoy this wonderful dinner.

The Philips just glanced over there and said nothing.

When the three finished their dinner, the main course had just been served on Helen's side. Tasia greeted Helen, but Helen didn't seem to notice it at all.

When they came to the corridor, a few people walked towards the elevator. Tasia was absorbed in thinking about what happened just now, and didn't react until the other two had all entered the elevator.

"Tasia," cried Philip again, "what are you thinking?"

"Can you accompany me to the Grace Theater?" Tasia pulled the hair next to her ear, "I...I still—"

Philip was a little surprised, he coughed lightly, "...It's too late, Tasia, it's not safe to go there at this time. Have you forgotten the shooting over there before?"

Tasia sighed imperceptibly, and got into the car anyway. Philip pressed the door close button of the elevator several times, and the elevator began to run.

Tasia raised her head and looked at the boy next to her again, "Then... shall we go tomorrow?"

"Yes, but it's best to wait and see how everyone does it," Philip replied softly, "Someone must have gone to see it tonight, and we can hear what Mr. Gobelin has to say at the assembly tomorrow morning, okay? "

Tasia lowered her eyes and thought for a while, "Well... yes."

Back on the sixth deck, several people waved goodbye in front of their respective doors.

"Tasia!" Philip cried suddenly.

"Ok?"

"Thank you for sending me back last night—I...shouldn't have been drinking so much at the time, and I won't be in the future."

"Uh-huh."

"By the way, I just forgot to say that today..." Philip stretched out his hand and stroked his cheek a few times, "...you look very pretty."

"Hmm." Tasia smiled as usual, but for some reason, it seemed a bit perfunctory, "Go to bed early, Philip."

"You too!"

The door slowly closed, and the entire corridor returned to silence.

A few minutes later, Tasia pushed the door open again.

With one foot on the carpet on the sixth deck, Tasia's breathing was a little short. She tightly grasped a section of clothes around her waist, and walked silently to the emergency passage not far away, along the way The escape stairs go downstairs.

The gate of the Grace Theater was in sight, and Tasia stepped into the half-open door without looking back.

There was silence in the theater.

All the lights are off, only a vertical whiteboard is placed in the middle of the stage, and two half-meter-long LED strips are pasted on both sides of the whiteboard to illuminate the text posted in the middle.The white cold light reflected in Tasia's pupils, like a mysterious totem.

She walked forward again, faster and faster, until she came to the white board.

"Shengming... Passenger behavior rules."