Meeting her care band

As Vanessa enters the cruise ship it was indeed as beautiful as she expected. “Hello madam you must be miss Vanessa Sinclair!?” a female voice said. Both a statement and question at the same time.

As Vanessa turned her attention to who she expected a middle aged lady who would dow on her instead she got a frosty stare of ships security before a universal remote zapper caused her to fall to one knee.

“Er where is my room?” As Vanessa was thrust a map

“Surely you can read a simple map now move you are blocking traffic” as Vanessa enter the main reception area ankle still stiff causing Vanessa to walk with a small limp

As she made her way to the ‘Information Desk’ before she met, “ah you must be the new help” the desk girl said “here you go level B class room 36”

Vanessa realise this may not be the cruise she was expecting