Detroit's Neon lights

Chapter 12: The One Night Stand

SOUTH DETROIT

10:10pm

Pier 11, Docks of detroit

Danny: "Well that was fun."

Matt: "What the hell is "Fun" In your definition"

Matt was sitting on the ground of pier 11 taking off his shoes and socks, they'd just swam lake St. Clair back to the docks after jumping off the yacht and were soaking wet. Bryce was looking off the pier and looked off into the distance, the yacht was up in flames and was still on a slant. It had water pouring out from the side that Bryce could see and was in fact going down.

Bryce: "It's a long walk from here back to Alex' place, I suggest we start now"

Danny: "Ahh, but we're gonna miss the best part"

Alex: "The best part was the explosion and jumping into the freezing fucking cold lake, the sinking is boring as shit"

Alex ripped off his tuxedo tie and jacket and started walking with Bryce off the pier and to the road

Matt: "Come on Dan, let's get a move on"

Matt pat Danny on the shoulder and started walking off with Bryce and Alex

9:02pm

Upper Decks of the Yacht

Xander: "Don't let them off this yacht!"

Leon: "Fuck them, we have bigger problems"

Xander ran passed a crowd of guests who were looking off the side of the boat at the smoke, there he could see there were four of them, they all jumped off the side of the ship and into the cold lake of the night. Xander ran over and leaned over, pulling out a glock 19 from his pocket and trying to shoot them as they got away. However they slipped through the water and faded away in the night, and Xander ran out of bullets too.

Xander: "God- FUCKING DAMN-NA SHI- IT"

Xander threw his glock on the ground and it bounced out of view and into the dark of the ship. Leon ran over to Xander who was now having a hissy fit over the matter.

Leon: "We need to find Dalton, get off this boat with Mr. Cornell"

Xander got up off the floor and looked at Leon and slightly tilted his head in a confused position

Xander: "Where the hell is Dalton anyways?"

8:56pm

Downstairs hallway of the yacht

Dalton looked in a glance all around him. Blue, Red and bright lights all glowed around him but he didn't have full consciousness yet. He stumbled up to the wall and limped out the hallway trying to keep himself up with one arm always on the hallway wall. Eventually stumbling back down to the ground and trying not to cry...

Though Dalton eventually climbed his way up the stairs he could now see clearly, the lower decks had a raging fire that had burst out when the pipe exploded and water was now seeping through into the hallways. Dalton pulled himself together and climbed his ass out of the water.

9:03pm

Second floor dance floor, Yacht

Xander walked into the main office where Christopher was now on his hands and knees, Xander closed the door and informed Chris that the ship was going down. Chris got up off the floor and looked up at Xander.

Chris: "Good."

Christopher pulled out his snubbed nose and shot Xander in the chest causing Xander to fall to the ground with the other antiques that had fallen in the shaking.