The sky is pitch black, constellations and the moon filling in the dark canvas known as space. The waves are calmly rolling into the ship's sides, the relaxing noise of the ocean filling your ears. But despite the calm evening and welcoming environment, you have a piercing feeling in your heart, one that stings.

Behind you stands someone who holds nothing but anger in their expression, someone who used to be energetic and fun. Someone you thought was your father.

"Why aren't you in bed?"