Chapter 11 - lost in the sea

Paris's POV

"Get in, you're holding up the line!" the man barked, shoving us roughly into the crowded container. I could hear the women and children inside crying and moaning, and the stench of fear and desperation hung heavy in the air. We were being smuggled out of the city, and the conditions were anything but ideal. But we had no choice - this was our only way out.

As the door slammed shut, I felt my heart pounding in my chest. The darkness closed in around us, and I could feel the panic rising in my throat. I had no idea what would happen next, or if I would even survive the journey.

The ship began to move, and we were jostled and shaken as it set sail. The rocking motion of the vessel made me feel sick to my stomach, and I could hear the others around me retching and moaning. I tried to close my eyes and block out the noise, but it was impossible to escape the reality of our situation.

I had no idea how long we would be stuck in this container or where we were headed , but al