Choices to Make

Days have passed and we've finally seen port.

At the same time, Winter Clouds have finally blocked the sun and only grey light illuminates everything with snow.

Anyhow, the crew is very excited to make land and are now gathered in the top deck except the Brownies. Apparently that's what they call crew members with Bronze Emblems.

"I hope we can catch a train immediately when we get our stuff from the lockers."

"Yeah..."

What the hell is a Train?

Currently, we are in a line while facing the portside of the ship. And while doing so, the Goldies, the people with Gold Emblem are standing in front of everyone with a large languages and are opening them.

"Since we're all running a clock here, we're just going to give you surviving crew members your payment here. Make sure you aren't pushing or else I'm shooting you myself."

Said the bald guy wearing a thick coat.