The stars stretch endlessly across the void as Jim leans against the ship’s railing, his solar surfer tucked at his side. The deck is quiet, most of the crew asleep, but the hum of the engines fills the silence. He gazes at the holographic map glowing faintly in his hand, its shifting constellations reminding him of the treasure—and the risks—that lie ahead.

From the shadows, John Silver approaches, carrying a tray of food. Their eyes meet, and for a moment, Jim feels both suspicion and comfort. Silver’s gruff voice breaks the silence: “You’ve got the makings of something great, lad. Don’t waste it.”

Jim looks back at the stars, torn between mistrust and the yearning for guidance. The scene captures his inner conflict—a boy abandoned by his father, now standing at the threshold of destiny, unsure whether to trust the man who might betray him but who also sees his potential.

The ship was in port to restock supplies and for the arrival of a new crew member. Jim was washing the deck when the new member came aboard.