A tense moment aboard an ancient wooden ship, sailing under a stormy night sky. The sea is rough, with towering waves crashing against the sides of the ship. The sailors, dressed in traditional garments, gather in a tight circle on the deck, holding straws or marked stones for an intense lottery. Their faces are filled with fear and anxiety as they look towards the prophet Yunus. His name has just been drawn for the third time. Yunus, with a calm but resigned expression, stands slightly apart from the group, understanding that he must now face his fate. Dark clouds loom above, and in the distance, lightning flashes across the sky, illuminating the chaotic scene for brief moments. The feeling of fate and divine intervention hangs heavily in the air.