I’ve lost track of the time. It seems like weeks have passed but the airship has docked. Passengers have disembarked.
I was almost discovered! I’ve been mostly staying in the hold, hidden behind the large transport boxes. If I hadn’t been close by the stairs, I might not have reacted in time.
It was so careless of me. I was stretching and enjoying crackers I had found. I heard the captain and another voice, Watson, I think I have heard him called. The hold door opened and I could see legs descending the steps. Crumbs flying, I crouched down. Did I leave any signs of my presence? No time to check.
Surely he heard the pounding of my heart, but the normal ship noises must have masked me.