Roy had long since memorized every detail of the Narwhal's layout, so it didn't take him long to get within fifty meters of the old Captain's cabin.
He took another deep breath, clutching the statue tighter in his hand. With this artifact, finding the Captain's dreamscape was simple. He slipped in without resistance.
As soon as he entered, Roy found himself on a lively summer beach teeming with people. For now, there was no sign of Captain Roger anywhere.
The Captain's dream is certainly lively. Who would've thought a man so stubborn on the outside would have an inner world like this. Roy felt the warm sand under his bare feet as he began to search.
To alter someone's subconscious, you first have to find them.
The beach was bustling, filled with people in swimsuits. Roy searched for a long time but couldn't find him, and anxiety began to well up inside him.
Time in the real world won't wait. If I don't find him before dawn, this is going to get messy.
