Rusting Ship!

The rusting ship had seen such a lot of action

in the second world war

yet still working as a cargo vessel to this day

many who had been crew

would not go on her again some left stressed

quickly by their own request!

 

For an unknown number who just vanished

no strict records kept

being a family venture around the islands

where large companies

would not go there was little profit to make

the gamble did not take!

 

On a calm early Monday tide the old ship

set off for a week-long trip

the engines sounding like an aging heart

though more irregular

but still doing their job after eighty years

but hard work for the engineers!

 

Always a palpable foreboding amongst crew

even though mostly new

with no work about they had no other joyce

nobody ventured alone

always in pairs the security team checked

every deck they trekked!

 

Above the usual noises always whispering

this was commonly reported

not helping their already jittery demeanor

there was nowhere to run

reaching the storage holds a light flashed

near them an object crashed!

 

Shaken heard footsteps a shape rushed by

but neither waited around

from nowhere a voice shouted you will die

two terrified seamen hid

in the crew galley like frightened children

not tough worldly men!

 

They had a walkie-talkie contacted the captain

informing them of their situation

angry at their disgraceful behaviour told them

to immediately come to the bridge

when they refused headed down to confront

he considered it a shabby stunt!

 

Reaching their position found the door open

but nobody was there

he searched every corner without success

puzzled returned to the bridge

urgently summoned everybody on board

to confront the discord!

 

A frightened bunch now stood before him

as he gave the bad news

informing them a full search must be done

which was not taken well

it was decided unanimously the twenty crew

for safety split into two!

 

There was another it was the second officer

who naturally had to steer

and safely control the aging haunted bucket

the teams searched everywhere

their nerve was under strain as they roamed

without success she was combed!

 

As the creaks got louder and bangs increased

returned to their base

it was clear more of the crew had gone missing

fifteen now sat in the mess

a strong sense of them being closely observed

trapped  specimen’s presevered!

 

Objects floating small like creatures moving about

made some aim to escape

none got far and were gone never to be seen again

frantically the captain called

up to the officer on the bridge by radio no reply

but he could not hear the cry!

 

An unseen mass had already engulfed his body

now without guidance it drifted

towards the shoreline and folk of a coastal town

not a soul left alive on board

the growing  malevolent mass now out of control

depraved seeking every living soul!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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Internet Connection!

Thought it a must be a bad internet connection

maybe another dam virus

had expensive protecting software installed

surely this would remove the bug

the screen went blank then came back on

saw an image the face had gone!

 

Sat back shocked checking hers was still there

then went  snowy like a television

seen in many films when the signal is lost

neither could she turn it off

decided to let the battery go completely flat

hoping that would be that!

 

Unsettled went to bed but just could not rest

woken at two hearing voices

on her own got up slipping into fluffy slippers

in the semi darkness shuffled

from her bedroom into the small sitting room

almost expecting a person to loom!

 

At first nothing standing listening in the dead air

then what sounded like gnawing

dismayed thinking it could be mice or huge rats

noticed the screen still flickering

drawn back to it a hazy picture was detectable

and there was a man definable!

 

Was this her imagination in these early hours

noise from behind rapidly grew

and certain the figure was becoming larger

what at this second could she do

a deep breath forcing herself to turn and run

when she found herself being spun!

 

Trying to scream her cords seemed paralysed

now an awful odour of decay

made her wretch as before her a monster stood

hanging flesh and long nails

of his hands grasped her arms so painfully tight

increased the finality of her plight!

 

Around her feet a mass rubbed against bare legs

now his grotesque face came close

even more excruciating pain her body succumbed

as the lifeblood was drained

the beast vaporized back into the small screen

nothing any more to be seen!

 

The computer switched off and only death was left!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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