At midnight: The Butler, Struggling

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*3rd pov*

"The water's risin' from down below!! Please, let us up!!" A commoner pleads. "We're bein' attacked by strange creatures!!" Another one shouts.

"Let us out!"

"Open 'er up!"

"From here on's the first-class deck! Please turn back!"

"So just 'cos we're not flush, you're tellin' us to die!?"

"We can't hold them back anymore, sir!" A worker tells his boss. "Don't let them up, no matter what!" The boss orders. "But..." The worker hesitates. "Doing so will only heighten the panic above!" The boss tells the worker.

*The Campania: First-Class Hall*

The nobles run away from corpses. "L-Look. Here's a check. You can live in luxury when you're back on land!" An old fat noble holds a check with corpses going after him. "Kuh...! !" The old fat noble spots Sebastian and (Y/n). "H... Hey! You two! Servants! If you two save me, I'll... ...give this to y..." Sebastian and (Y/n) turns to look at the old noble to see horses with a carriage and a coachman behind the noble. "PLEASE SAVE MEEE—EEEEEE" The old noble screams while Sebastian and (Y/n) look at him. "Look at him go." (Y/n) stares. "...We must hurry now." Sebastian tells her.

*The Campania: First-Class Lounge*

The workers barricade the doors. "Let's go lower the lifeboats!" One worker said. "But those things are out th– Huh?" The worker turns around to hear a noise. The same horse and carriage burst through the door. "What on earth was that?!" A noble question. "Oh no, the door!!" A worker notices the corpses walking in. "W-We're done for!"

"DO NOT ABANDON HOPE!!" Edward, Alexis, and Francis appear with their swords as they kill the corpses. "We will protect you! Those who are unhurt should assist in lowering the lifeboats!" Alexis shouts. "Hurry!" Edward shouts. "Wh-Who are you?" The worker asked them. "I am Alexis Leon Midford, the Marquess of Midford! Head of the order of the British Empire!"

*The Campania: First-Class Corridor*

"–Good! Now we're finished here." Grell said. "Next up's the third boiler room. We've gotta go five levels down." Ronald looks at his notebook. "Ugggh, five levels? What a pain." Grell sighs. "It's almost time, so let's make it quick. "...All the same... ...what in the world could be making those corpses move, hmmm?" Ronald questions. "No idea. That's why we've got orders to look into it, right?"

"By all rights, a body without a soul moving of its own will isn't possible... no..."

"...It wasn't possible."

"At least not in the world that I know." Grell smirks. "I see. Then all the more reason a kid like me wouldn't understand!" Ronald's eyebrow twitch in irritation. "Heyyy! Are you trying to say I'm a woman past her prime!?" Grell glares at him until they hear a noise behind them.

"Nn?" They look behind them. "!? What the heck is that?! Horses!? How's that even possible!!?" Ronald shouts in shock. "This place is a veritable parade of the 'impossible.'" Grell uses her chainsaw to slash the carriage in half. "Hmmm, not bad! This is hardly the time to be playing good little girls at the village fair! Let's get our motors running and head to the next one, kid!!" Grell uses her chainsaw on the floor.

*The Campania: Third Boiler Room*

"?" Snake looks at his Oscar. "'at it it, Snake?" Dagger looks at his brother. "This way, laddies! Quick!" A worker shouts. "Where's Rian? –Asks Oscar." Snake and Dagger realized their mistake as they spotted Rian already at the elevator going up. "HEYYYY, WAIIIIIT—!! –Says Oscar." Snake shouts, freaking out. "STOP!!" Dagger shouts also freaking out. "Ack! You bastard! You're runnin' for it by yourself!!?" The worker shouts.

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