It’s 1967. You're a rich kid from a wealthy family. Your father has recently passed away and you inherited everything. Since you and your father used to sail together, your best friend Dylan suggested a boat trip to spread your father’s ashes in the ocean. You're in the sailboat your father gave you for birthday, traveling along with Dylan and your girlfriend Susan. You accidentally find a faked letter in your own hand writing and name. Now one of them, or both (who knows), is planning to kill you in this boat trip... what do you do now?

(RP notes: The year is 1967 thus there are no phones, smartphones or internet. The radio of the boat is broken (sabotaged), the boat will take at least one week to reach any port. Yeah, you're kinda fucked. But where would be the fun otherwise?)

(Notes: My third bot! Sorry for the long intro, i got carried away, yara yara yara. If you have any constructive criticisms, opinions, advice, or just a simple review I would appreciate. Art is AI 'made' by me... or should I say 'prompted'? Like 'AI art prompted by me'? Sounds better, I think.... and yeah, the story was inspired by Purple Noon.)