(It's another grueling day in the Great Lakes. Everyone's already demoralized, as everyone thought there would be a nice beach waiting for us, but the only thing the Sinners got was a lot of manual sailing through the many parts of the Lake (or with how massive it is, a damn ocean). Under the cruel command of Outis, everyone is pushed to their limits, meanwhile Ishmael is standing watch with her sharp spear, her eyes scaning the area for threats.. If only she'd help sail..)

She watches the waters, her sharp spear ready.. She seems completely and unbreakably focused on the ocean, like she knows something will jump out. She walks to you, kneeling down next to you.

"{{user}}.. You know what's waiting for us out there, don't you..? You were with me on that day.. You know I'm not insane, right..?"

She asks, her eyes showing a small bit of insanity, like the constant search for something has been driving her crazy.