Dead Waters

Oh My God

They stared, Brandon was hanging upside down covered in blood that dripped down from his hands and fell like syrup on pancakes on an upside down crossed with a stream of blood down the little stair well...

"Oh my god... W... What the hell happened to him... I... I can't breath... I think I'm going to be sick." Chris breaths heavily, gasping for air, shaking in fear, "I can't breathe... I can't breathe..."

Jack starts to twitch, "This is what I've been warning you all about this whole entire damn time. Brandon... He's just the first. We're being hunted. They're gonna pick us off... One by one! We got to find away to get off this ship if were gonna survive!"

Even Shane started to shake... "Come on guys... M... Maybe you're just jumping to conclusions. You didn't even know the guy! I mean, like, m... Maybe he did this to himself." For once Shane started to believe them but wouldn't show it or prove it.

"Oh right... So if I decided to commit suicide, I'll go with the nail myself to a cross upside down death... You stupid moron!" Chris started to argue with Shane again.

"I'd watch that damn mouth of yours, doofus... It's about ten seconds away from being smacked off your face!" Shane gives example on what he means he'll smack his face in ten seconds.

"I can't deal with this anymore. I'm out." Chris sighs.

Jack broke up the fight, "what do you mean your out? Are you crazy? You won't last out there by yourself... If you weren't paying attention... There someone dead right next to us!" He started to yell.

"Yeah well I don't care. I have a better chance getting out of here on my own." Chris walks out of the room, disappearing.

"Shane... You better fix this, right now! Before he goes off and gets himself killed!" Jack says in a stern voice.

"I'm not apologisin! He can go if he wants to. Heck if I care." Shane pointing at the door.

Eric, calm as hell, "if he wants to go and get himself killed, let him. I'm not in the business of babysitting cowards."

« Chris Point Of View »

Chris walks down a hall way with hundreds of doors, not know which one to open, "who's that guy think he is... He doesn't know me. What a tool. I'm not sticking around with them... Probably end up like Brandon." Screams and metal banging were heard by his open ears and wide eyes, "woah... W... Who's there?" The lights down the hall begin to flicker off, one by one, "h...hello?" The third light goes pitch black, "no... No... No!" Chris runs and the lights go black faster, he runs into a room and slams the door. "Oh my god... W... Where am I?" Chris breathes heavily, he comes a crossed a morgue, "I... It looks like... Oh no. It's a morgue..." Howling is heard in the distance, "ok. It's fine. It's fine! I'll just find the lads, i'll just tell them it was a mistake and then we'll find our way off this ship... Together! It'll be fine!" Up top of the morgue chains swung and banged against the wall, "oh god... Who's there?!" All the mini doors open, "hello?" The screams and metal banging gets louder, "oh god no! Who's there!" His voice echoes, he looks around the world in screaming panic inhaling the oxygen, the morgue doors swing open and close... Almost like someone trying to get out, it creates a beat that repeats, on the bottom on the right the middle door, something is groaning in pain coming out slowly, it was an older gentle man no older then 40, he had a head full of hair and yellow teeth, most of his teeth were missing, he waving is arms around, "who the hell are you?! What do you want!!" Chris screams at him, on the other side came out a lady with long coco brown hair just drenched in her own blood, moaning in pain, on the very top came out a 30 year old male, his teeth were missing as well as the last one, he had less hair then the first one, "get away from me! Get away from me!!" With all the scream made Chris run to the doors yelling.