The classes were made in an open space near the end of cruise. Attached to the cruise was a metallic walkway that led into the mountains. Many people were taking long voyages and back, and when the orange lights illuminated the backdrop it was stunning like heaven, and it compelled the adventurer within to just walk towards the nature and explore what's beyond the walkways, which seemed to stretch for miles. However, there was a voice within that held me back firmly, it was the logical one that chastised me on the follies of a short journey into night. Don't you remember the zombies? It did slip my mind, and yet nothing really mattered.