Bab 66: Boarding the Ship

Bohr arrived at the dock on the Mesmer River at 2 a.m., carrying two large suitcases. He had sold everything of value in his house. His suitcase held all of his research results and equipment. In a sense, Bohr had nothing left to lose.

"Hey, Piquat, where's the ship you were talking about? I don't see anything."

A cold wind tore through the docks. It seemed strong enough to blow people away. Even with a thick jacket, Bohr felt frozen to his very bones, as the wind crept in through his collar and the gaps in his clothing.

Piquat quipped from Bohr's shoulder, "Relax, the ship will arrive right on time. It definitely will not be late. It's your fault for being so anxious and setting off so early."

Right then, Piquat seemed to have detected something. It lifted its head, "The ship has arrived."

Bohr whipped his head toward the river, glancing around anxiously. "It's here? Where is it? Why don't I see it?"