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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