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As you closed the ships log, you shuddered. Could something like that really happen? Does no one else know about this? As you went to put the book back on the shelf you heard someone approach from behind you. “You shouldn’t read such scary stories. I’m sure it’s just nonsense.” the stranger said. You turned…

We moved to the Captains quarters to get out of the darkness and stale air of the midsection. With two of our crew now dead, and the monster trapped on the ship, the remaining four of us decided we needed to hunt and kill it before it took any more of us. As we discussed…

I couldn’t send the cabin boy to his doom. With the captain in position, and the cook having sealed the hatch, I moved deeper into the ship towards where the creature had fled. With the hatch sealed, the only exit, for both me and the monster, was back towards the stairs where the cabin boy…

I told myself it was because he was faster than I, but I was too afraid. I made that poor cabin boy act as the bait. With the captain in position, and the cook having sealed the hatch, he moved deeper into the ship towards where the creature had fled. With the hatch sealed, the…

The blood splattered on the hull of the ship, and the tattered ropes that once held our captain confirmed our worst fears. The cook came up behind us from elsewhere on the deck. “What happened?” Was all I could ask, as the only way out should have been past us in the midsection. The cook,…

As I went to prepare the life boat for our escape, I walked past the hatch, and saw the faint discoloration where the worn wood met the deck. It was cracked open. I went to take a closer look and saw that the cook’s knife had been hastily wedged into it to prevent the hatch…

I made my way below deck and gathered whatever supplies I could into my satchel. Then I began hurriedly sliding all the gunpowder barrels together before unravelling the longest bundle of fuse I could gather, backing towards the stairs to the top deck. I heard something fall somewhere down the corridor, followed by what sounded…

The cook began to walk back over to me. “Don’t worry” he said. “This heavenly being will exalt us. Let us prepare ourselves for its holy feast.” As he walked closer the morning light glinted off the sea, and something caught my eye. The cook’s knife laid nearby. He held his hand out to me.…

Knowing I only had moments before the ship exploded I turned from the cook and dove for the water. The cold ocean water hit my face. I swam as fast as I could to the lifeboat. Once I made it aboard I laid there limp while I caught my breath. I could hear the cook’s…

I picked up the cook’s knife. I was filled with rage. I lunged forward, and stabbed him in the heart. As the knife went into his chest I whispered in his ear. “You’re not getting exalted today.” I shoved him backwards toward the open hatch and he fell in. Knowing I only had moments before…