章 2: Separation
"We finished cleaning this room some time ago, so I guess we head over to the other ship," Jacob states. With that, they brace themselves for the cold as they open the door and head out. Zack is the first to head down the ramp, slipping, and falling all the way down.
"I-I'm okay," He replies as he pushes himself up off the floor, his gloves immediately getting soaked. The others all cautiously make their way down the ramp. Going up the other ramp onto the other boat, it's easy to tell that this one must be much older. Rust stains cover parts of the boat, and the deck seems to be cluttered with rope and all other types of junk.
"Where did these come from?" One of the group members asks.
"They were found floating on the rivers near the town a week ago, BSAA members docked them here, leaving us to check for any corpses or any form of that uroboros shit," Jacob answers. They walk up to the hull door, the glass is heavily stained with dirt that's been there so long it refuses to budge despite the rain's assault on it. The light from Jacob's flashlight is unable to penetrate it, preventing them from being able to see anything inside.
Jacob pulls out his gun, putting his flashlight away before reaching for the handle.
"Be ready," He says looking at Page. She nods and he turns back to the door. The mini flashlight on his pistol shines on the door as he turns the knob. Turning all the way he flings the door open, taking a step back and aiming into the room. He points his gun around, the small ray of light from his gun shines into the darkness that envelopes the hull. The inside looks just as old and worn out as the outside of the ship.
Some black gooey stuff stains some of the furniture. The four slowly enter the room, Jacob in the lead. Looking around Page sees that there's more of the black goo on the walls. They can hear parts of the ship creak as it gently sways in the water.
The furniture inside the room is nearly identical to the other boat, but a pool table sits in the left part of the room. A body is slumped over it, black goo around their face. On the other side of the table, another body lays on the ground, their expression that of someone in complete terror. Neither body shows any sign of decay, but they don't look recently killed either.
As the group walks towards the pool table they hear gunshots. They all turn towards the door as two more are shot off. Larry quickly picks up his radio.
"We heard gunshots, everything alright?"
"Yeah, one of the infected was still alive," As the group listens in on the call, the body on the floor opens an eye, "No sign of Charles or the person he took with him. We're gonna go check-" The corpse on the ground and the table suddenly jump up, rushing towards the group. Jacob draws his gun and as fast as they got up, they fall back down with two clean shots to their heads.
"Were they just, playing dead?" Jacob mutters as he stares down at the bodies. The rest of the group just look at the corpses as he grabs his radio.
"That last part got cut off, we had a few on our side. What were you saying?" He asks. They all stand there listening to the radio's static. No response, "Hello? Anyone, do you read me?" He asks, his voice being repeated in the other threes' radios. Larry hurries outside, Zack quickly following.
"Hey, wait!" Page calls out. She heads for the door, but is stopped by Jacob who grabs her arm, "What are you-"
"Those things were playing dead, and my leader's missing. These things are clearly smart, and dangerous. We need to-"
He gets cut off by more gunshots shortly followed by screaming.
"We can't just sit here, come on!"
Page hurries out of the room, drawing her gun.
"Mother fucker!" Jacob mutters under is breath before running out after her.
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TIWHimitsu This chapter and chapter 3 are being published on a timer since I won't be able to publish over the weekend, so if you leave any comments, which I hope you do I enjoy getting feedback very much, I won't see them until I get back Sunday.
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