I sat still like he told me. It’s not like he gave me a reason to doubt him. He was the captain, but now he’s gone there was something strange about him. I couldn’t really focus on them when he was in the room, but his eyes. There was something about them. Can’t remember what at the moment, but I’m sure about it. Maybe I’m just being stupid. I’ve really hurt my head.
The screaming was still going strong outside. Was it Chip. It can’t be. He’s on the other side of the ship, but it could be him. Couldn’t it? I have no reason to trust the captain. No reason to doubt him either. I’m a good enough judge of character and he seemed trustworthy enough. Friendly. If he wanted to hurt us, then he could have just left us in the water.
Maybe they need help next door. I’m no doctor, but I’ve had enough training to help. I swing my legs over the edge off the bed. The screaming stops. My feet hit the floor. I stand, my head goes light. Nearly fall over, but grab the bed in time to save myself. I push of the bed, swaying over towards the wall, and use that to keep myself up. I should be fine when I get going. I know Abe said I should just stay still but he was just worrying, I’ll be alright.
The door is heavier than I thought it would be. Should have guessed though, it is made entirely out of metal. The handle was a long horizontal bar, on the right side of the door, about half way up. It didn’t take much pressure to pull it open, and then it swung back towards me. I walked through. Head slightly better now. Which way was the screaming coming from.
My room was on a corridor where all the doors were on one side. The other was bare. Just metal. I was about halfway from either end. To the left was a dead end, and to the right was a corner leading around the side of the last room. I think it was coming from the left. Three rooms before the dead end. Shouldn’t be too hard to find.
I reach the first door, my feet clanking on the floor. I don’t think I’d realised before, but I’m wearing black almost medical scrubs kind of clothing along with a pair of black boots. They fit well. How did I not notice this. Or did I? Can’t remember. My head starts spinning again and I grab onto the door handle. Push it down and let my body go with the swing of the door. At the edge of the room is a bed, a white sheet covering a body like shape. A red puddle in the middle, with splatters on the floor.
“I told you to stay in your room, Mary. We don’t want you getting hurt.”
I jumped, nearly falling over. Abe was standing right behind me.
Took about 15 minutes to write this. Not thinking about it, just writing what comes to me. I really want to see how long it takes for me to run out of ideas. Don’t have a clue how long it will be when it’s finished.
Thanks for Reading,