Later that night, the sun was now sinking lower in the sky while the Tasha started swaying a little more than it did before. Inside one of the cabins, Anya was dressed in periwinkle pajamas, and her hair was left down with a periwinkle bow in the back. Sellah had her hair tied back in a low ponytail as she donned a pair of yellow-tan pajamas. The two girls were sitting by a bed with Vladimir sitting next to them; Anya brushed her hair while Sellah was reading a new book she bought in Germany (it was A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett). Dmitri was already asleep in a cot on the floor. Vladimir moaned a little bit, because he wasn't used to swaying motion, and it was clear that he was feeling a little sick.
"Oh, are you alright?" Anya asked him.
"Oh, I'm fine," Vlad answered, "Just riddled with envy."
"Over what?" Sellah asked as she looked up from her book.
Vladimir looked at her sickly, immediately answering Sellah's question as the Jewish girl looked over a Dmitri, who was sleeping like a baby.
"Look at him," Vladimir told the girls, "He can sleep through anything."
"I wonder if he can sleep through a loud, ringing bell?" Sellah wondered aloud, "Like those fireman's bells my brothers write about in their letters."
Pooka, meanwhile, climbed on top of Dmitri's backpack, and then something fell out from inside it.
The gold and green bejeweled object rolled its way towards Anya and stopped at her feet. Anya picked the little box up and started sensing some recollection as she admired it lovingly.
Sellah was also curious about the object, as she also leaned towards her friend to study it. "What is that?" she asked softly with awe, "It's so beautiful."
"Pretty jewelry box, isn't it?" Vladimir asked with a smile.
"Jewelry box?" Anya repeated as visions of dancers went around her head, "Are you sure that's what it is?"
"What else could it be?" asked Vlad.
"Oh, well, something else," Anya wondered out loud, "Something special… something to do with a secret."
"It could be one of those boxes to hide written notes that you want to keep secret," Sellah suggested, "But one thing's for sure. It looks like it's locked, and… you might need some kind of… key."
Just then, Anya laughed and said, "Is that possible?" She looked down and saw Pooka licking her toes with his tongue, wanting some attention.
"Anything is possible," Vladimir said to the redhead, "You taught Dmitri how to waltz, didn't you?"
"He has a point, Anya," Sellah said with a grin.
Anya nodded and then slowly got up to put the bejeweled object back in Dmitri's sack.
Sellah laid down a little cot upon the floor, close to the bunk beds, and smiled at Anya as she came back to get some shut-eye. Sellah then dug into her own cot and pulled out her old Jewish Bible. While the caramel-haired girl was reading about Queen Esther, the redhead gently tapped Sellah on the shoulder and whispered, "Good night, Sellah. Pooka and I are gonna retire for the night."
Sellah looked up from her book and quietly responded, "Very well, Anya. Besides, you need your sleep, because Dmitri says we have a big day tomorrow!"
Anya gave a small smile and said, "Yeah." She looked down and saw Pooka pawing at her legs, wanting to be picked up. The redhead smiled at the puppy as she bent over and took him in her arms. Then the two of them climbed into the lower bunk, while Vladimir decided to take the top bunk.
"Sleep well, your majesty," Vladimir softly said to Anya with a smile as he looked down upon her.
"Good night, Vladimir," Sellah told him as she looked up from her Bible with a smile.
As Vlad laid down, his large body squashed Pooka, who was resting on top of Anya. As the puppy struggled to get free, Anya giggled and gave Vlad a little nudge with her foot, setting the puppy free. "Sweet dreams, Pooka," Anya softly told her furry friend as they got themselves comfortable to sleep.
Meanwhile, in his dark domain, Rasputin was watching a vision of Anya and Pooka sleeping together while Bartok commented, "There she is, Master. Fast asleep in her little bed!"
Rasputin gave a wicked smirk and sneered, "And pleasant dreams to you, Princess. I'll get inside your mind, where you can't escape me! And the Jewish girl shall sleep on, not noticing that her forbidden friend will perish soon."
Then, the smoke surrounding the vision gave pictures of lakes, trees, flowers, palaces, and a few familiar faces. Giving an evil chuckle, Rasputin gathered the images in his hands, and then blew them up into the sky, ready to terrorize the unsuspecting Anya…