Samantha

In that moment of crisis, Samantha steps forward, her voice commanding attention as she addresses the crew. Alright, listen up! We need to work together here, not act like savages. We're all in this together.

She glances at her mother, seeing the vulnerability in her exposed state. A surge of protectiveness washes over her. Mom, close that curtain.

Jennifer quickly complies, feeling a flush of embarrassment mixed with gratitude toward her daughter for stepping up.

Samantha continues, We don't know what's going to happen, but we can't afford to have our priorities scrambled. Let's focus on securing the ship, making sure everyone is safe, and finding a way to send out distress signals.

Her words carry an authority that surprises even herself. She looks around, meeting the gazes of the crew members. I expect cooperation from every single one of you. No more catcalling or disrespect. We're a team now, whether we like it or not.

With that, she turns to assist her mother in checking on passengers, leaving the crew to scramble into action under her watchful eye. As they move through the ship, Samantha's mind races with strategies and potential dangers, determined to keep her loved ones - and anyone else on board - alive through this ordeal.