37 Birthday..

Several days passed but the entire ship was still in panick. Nobody wandered and walked alone at the corridors especially at night for the fear of a madman or serial on the loose..

I have not seen nor heard anything from Jose Manuel since the ugly fight with Karl.. I started to wonder if he succumbed to his mother's pressure to avoid me..

The ship's official started to investigate Nina's death with the knowledge that she went here at the top floor several times because she saw a very familiar face and she needed to be sure if the woman that she saw was indeed who she thought about.. Luckily, she didn't mention any name to her friends and colleagues at the circus.

I walked outside my room and went to the theatre hall where a play was going to be held but I had no idea that it was about the Russian Imperial Family.. my family..

It started with 4 young ladies, representing the Romanov Grandduchesses who where dancing and giggling without any clue of what was going to happen.. then an eerie man appeared, Rasputin.

I left the hall as soon as I could.. I wasn't ready to see any of that silliness involving my parents and my sisters.. Our lives and tragedies were being used as a form of entertainment..

And then I realised what day it was.. It was supposed to be the 23rd birthday of my eldest sister Olga.. I almost forgot about it.. How could I?

I went to the prayer room and lit a candle.. " Happy birthday in heaven my dear sister.. Please send my love to our family up there.." I whispered to myself.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my shoulder.. I looked to see who it was and I was taken by surprise to see who that person was...