Stepping onto the massive platform constructed from countless shipwrecks, a briny sea wind carrying the scents of rust and the deep ocean hit them in the face.
A strange fish wearing a sailor's uniform and sporting human feet stood at the entrance, greeting everyone with dead fish eyes and a monotone voice:
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Bermuda Triangle. You are about to embark on a thrilling cruise journey here."
It raised its flipper-like limb, pointing towards the dark sea horizon.
A strong beam of light suddenly pierced the night sky, precisely illuminating the colossal object slowly approaching.
It was a luxury cruise ship of unimaginable size, its streamlined hull shimmering under the searchlights with a warm, ivory-like luster.
Its tiered decks resembled hanging gardens, brilliantly lit up like a moving, sleepless city on the sea.
"My goodness!"
Victor's eyes instantly widened like copper bells, reflecting the ship's dazzling radiance.
"This is way too luxurious! I've never seen such an awesome vacation spot in my life! Right, Enid!"
Enid was equally stunned by the sight before her, her sapphire-blue eyes filled with shimmering lights. She nodded vigorously, her voice tinged with a dreamy longing.
"Victor, what do you think they have for fun up there?"
"Not sure, but I can go check it out first!"
Victor excitedly pulled out the rabbit talisman, focused his will, and his figure instantly blurred, merging into the night like a wisp of breeze.
Just two seconds later, he reappeared in the same spot, as excited as a child who'd been given an entire candy store, hopping up and down nonstop:
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Enid! Wednesday! You absolutely cannot imagine!"
He gestured wildly with his hands and feet.
"Zip lines! Giant water slides! Infinity pools! 3D cinemas! Jazz bars! International restaurants! Karaoke rooms! They even have an auction house! I think I could live on this ship forever!"
"I can't wait any longer!"
Enid, completely infected by his excitement, grabbed Victor's hand and happily bounced up and down with him, her blonde hair flying in the light.
"You two are being far too dramatic."
Count Dracula elegantly rolled his eyes, critiquing in a lazy, aristocratic drawl.
"It's just a mobile hotel floating on water. All that nonsense about cinemas and bars—my hotel is way more interesting, okay? We have talking staircases and mischievous ghosts."
"Indeed."
Wednesday nodded expressionlessly in agreement, her tone flat and unemotional.
"It sounds saturated with superficial entertainment, utterly lacking depth and aesthetic appeal."
Victor leaned close to Mavis and whispered, "Sometimes I feel like Wednesday is more Uncle Dracula's real daughter."
Mavis covered her mouth with a light chuckle, responding gently, "Actually, I've always wanted a little sister."
"So that's why you always tried to get me to wear those Lolita dresses when I was little?"
Victor wore an expression of sudden realization, mixed with a touch of helpless accusation.
Suddenly remembering something, he turned to Wednesday and dropped a bombshell.
"Oh, right! The cruise ship also has several different exhibition halls. They say one of them displays torture devices and interrogation apparatus from various ancient civilizations around the world, from the Middle Ages to modern times. The information plaques are very detailed..."
A flash of intense interest instantly crossed Wednesday's previously indifferent eyes.
She let out a soft "Oh?" her tone rising slightly, immediately changing her stance.
"That... does sound somewhat intriguing. Perhaps it's worth spending some time investigating its historical authenticity and craftsmanship."
Dracula looked at Wednesday in disbelief, clutching his chest, putting on an act of being deeply wounded, and drawing out his words in heartbroken agony.
"Trai—tor—!"
His handsome vampire face fell.
Mavis gently took Dracula's arm, her voice soft but carrying an undeniable firmness.
"Oh, Father, I really think you need a vacation."
She paused, a look of heartache in her eyes.
"You almost never truly leave the hotel, ever since... Mom passed away. This time is different. It's a chance for our whole family to create new memories together, with little Dennis, Johnny, and Victor."
Dracula followed Mavis's gaze—
Little Dennis was being led by Johnny, his small hand pointing excitedly at the cruise ship, his eyes wide and full of longing.
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