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😍✅️🥰 SHROUDED SEASCAPE - By Author FOXTAIL QUILL. 〔ONE CHAPTER 🥰〕 😍❤️🥰 🌙 Like, Comment, and Share Before Reading PLEASE 😭🥺😭! 🤚🌟 - Chapter 2. Monster "Just follow my orders! I know my ship better than anyone else!!" Charles shouted at the pipe that was connected to the boiler room. He then lowered his head to meet Old John's gaze. "John! Unload half of the cargo!" Charles knew that hesitation was not an option in crucial moments; one's life was more important than anything else. "Aye!" The stout old man kicked the door open and exited the pilot house. Charles felt a pang in his heart as he listened to the sound of the cargo splashing into the water. Fortunately, the series of measures taken proved effective. After enduring a few more collisions, the nimble S.S. Mouse began to pick up speed and gradually left the pursuing entity behind. When Charles finally laid his sight upon the real navigation marker appearing at the bow, he released his grip on the helm, his body in cold sweat. The trembling young lad on the ground crawled to Charles' side and clung tightly on the latter's thigh. "Ca-Captain, I-I just... I just saw..." Charles immediately grabbed the boy’s face in one hand to stop him from talking. "Before we boarded the ship, what was the third thing I told you?" "Don't look at the monsters in the sea. Don't even think of them. Unless they come close to our ship, don't even utter a word even if we see them..." "Very well. Now stand up, drop the anchor, and notify everyone to gather on the deck. I want to do a headcount." After completing his sentence, Charles let go of Dipp and left the pilot house. The deck was in complete disarray, with water pooling everywhere. Ropes that were used to bind cargo in place were floating aimlessly on the water's surface. Wading through the seawater that reached his calves, Charles made his way to the stern. The spindle-shaped aft section had a deep indentation, as though it had been struck by a massive hammer. The entire stern was also covered in an unknown black substance, and it gave off a foul odor. The aftermath alone gave a vivid impression of the size of the creature that had collided with the ship just now. However, after going on countless nautical expeditions for eight years, Charles had grown accustomed to such encounters, so his curiosity had been eroded over time. At this moment, he was preoccupied with other thoughts. "Fixing this will cost a bomb again..." Charles muttered, frustration mounting within him. He was another step away from his dream. Just then, the murmurs in his ear sounded again, echoing from the depths of the surrounding darkness. "ph...nglui mglw...nafh...." "F**k!" With his brows pressed together, Charles clenched a fist and repeatedly struck his forehead with the back of the fist. The physical pain helped to momentarily drown out the unsettling whispers plaguing him. When he saw that the rest of the crew had started to gather on the deck, Charles ceased his self-inflicted punishment and made his way over to them. Upon seeing their captain approaching, the group of men of varying heights hastily lined up in a row. Their appearances differed, but their pale faces were of the exact same shade as Charles', devoid of that healthy crimson hue. ----------- If you're reading this novel from me for the first time, follow my page and Join this group via the link below to not missthe next chapter https://facebook.com/groups/1127808568106009/ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^ |||||||||||||||||||| CONTINUE READING... "John. Position: First Mate. Duty: To assist the Captain in organizing work plans and responsible for compiling the cargo loading schedule. Helmsman covering the 1200 to 2400 shift!" The stout old man was the first to recite his duties. Standing beside Old John was a tall and robust figure. His blue attire was smeared with traces of grease. Without skipping a beat, he swiftly added his own introduction. "James. Position: Second Engineer. Duty: Maintaining the proper functioning of the engine room. Overseeing the propulsion system, auxiliary equipment, boilers, lubrication, cooling, and fuel." Next to James was a skinny man, tall and thin like a utility pole. "Frey. Position: Cook. Duty: Preparing crew's meals." Following the cook was a visibly distressed Dipp. He appeared unsteady on his feet, still trying to recover from the recent events. "Di-Dipp. Position: A.B. . Duty: Maintaining and repairing the deck, as well as handling the anchor, ropes, and loading and unloading equipment." Charles swiftly scanned the four individuals in front of him and immediately noticed that one person was missing. "Where's the boatswain?" The four individuals exchanged glances with each other but none could provide an answer. "AHHHHHHH!!" Suddenly, a horrifying scream echoed from below the deck. "Something has come aboard! Grab your weapons!" Charles exclaimed, leading the group as they rushed toward the source of the disturbance. When they arrived at the dimly lit crew's quarters, the sight made them feel a chilling sensation up their spine. In the shadowy premises, there were only two figures present. One of them stood upright. It was the boatswain of S.S. Mouse, and his face was filled with terror. The other figure lay sprawled on the floor, and his face could not be discerned due to his complete lack of skin. Every time this mysterious person moved, the exposed flesh touching the floor caused him excruciating pain, making him tremble in agony. The bloodied figure let out pitiful cries and struggled in despair; his breath grew weaker with each passing moment. "Jim! Ask who he is!" Charles swiftly retrieved the revolver holstered to his left waist. Trembling with fear, the boatswain crawled over to the mangled head, leaning in to listen intently. A few seconds later, he turned around, his face tinged with apparent panic. He pointed a trembling finger at Charles and said, "C-captain... He... He said he's you!" "Me?" Hearing the flustered footsteps of the crew members behind him, Charles speedily pointed his gun at the boatswain. "Charles. Position: Captain. Duty: Safe transportation and administrative management of the vessel. Ensures the utmost safety of the ship and crew's lives and property. Decisively and prudently handle all affairs in case of emergencies. Helmsman covering the 0000 to 1200 shift! Boatswain! Report your position this instant!" "Quick! Kill him! He's not your captain!" the boatswain exclaimed in terror, his trembling finger still pointed at Charles. Bang! Charles pulled the trigger and a bullet pierced through the boatswain's forehead, leaving a bloody hole. Yet, it was not blood that oozed out of the wound, but rather a semi-solid, dark yellow substance. Now that his identity had been exposed, the body of the injured boatswain started to contort and change. His mouth opened all the way to the back of his head, and his limbs rapidly bulged. With an eerie animalistic growl, the monstrosity charged toward Charles. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bullets rained onto the contorted boatswain, and the human skin on the creature was torn apart like a burlap sack, revealing the convoluted, blackened, decaying torso within that resembled a diseased toad. Even after taking six bullets, the creature was still alive. It spread out its four limbs as it lunged at the human standing in front of it. Seemingly unfazed by the situation after many similar encounters, Charles rolled to the side just in time to evade the monster's attack. Wasting not a single second, he hurriedly reloaded his revolver with another six rounds and fired them at the monster. Under the onslaught of twelve bullets, the monster's disjointed legs gave way, and it collapsed weakly onto the ground. Panting heavily, Charles took a brief glance at the nauseating co**se before turning to look at the terrified crew members standing behind him. "Don't just stand there. Throw this damn thing overboard," Charles commanded and walked toward the motionless bloodied co**se at the side. Ignoring the overwhelming stench of blood, he used his hand and turned the co**se’s head for a better look. When he saw the missing front tooth in the mouth, he knew that this was the real boatswain, while the one earlier was an imposter, a sea monster using his crew member's skin as its disguise. A pained expression briefly flashed across Charles' countenance, but he quickly composed himself. He retrieved a couple of bullets from his pocket and left the crew's cabin to patrol the ship and search for any lingering threats. *** Dipp struggled alongside First Mate John as they carried the co**se. The young lad was astonished and exclaimed, "The captain is so amazing." "Haha. ‘Course he is. That's why he's the capt'n, and yer just a lowly sailor. Truth be told, when he first stepped aboard, he was just like ye." "Really? What was Captain Charles like when he first became a sailor?" "That be a tale of the ages, aye. 'Bout seven or eight years ago, I was still servin' as a third mate on another ship. That was when Charles appeared driftin’ on the waters. When I first met 'im, he couldn’t say a single word, can ye believe that?" "Really? Then how did he become the Captain?" "The ol' capt’n took pity on 'im, and allowed 'im to follow the ship from a distance. When we reached the harbor, we figured he was no monster and let 'im stay as crew. He learned to talk while learnin' the ways of a sailor. When he finally learned how to speak, he announced his gran' ambition—to captain a ship and lead all o' humanity back to the land o' light. We all thought he'd gone mad, ye know." "And what happened after?" "After, he went from A.B. to boatswain, an’ then to third mate. We recked he’d climb again to become second mate, but he surprised us all. He actually saved enough to buy 'imself a second hand cargo ship. Aye, this very vessel we're on, matey. S.S. Mouse." 1. A.B. stands for able seaman _____ Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly & please do join our group below by tapping the link. Thank you 😊🙏. Join Our Group For More Novels! 👉 https://facebook.com/groups/1127808568106009/ Support Us By Following Our Page for More Novels Like [just follow and see] 🥺😅! 👉 https://www.facebook.com/PiCore-talk-107439058744113 Also don't forget to share our posts for more stories. 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😍✅️🥰 SHROUDED SEASCAPE - By Author FOXTAIL QUILL. 〔ONE CHAPTER 🥰〕 😍❤️🥰 🌙 Like, Comment, and Share Before Reading PLEASE 😭🥺😭! 🤚🌟 - Chapter 1. Captain's Diary June 14, 8th Year of Cross Over, Clear Weather Lately, the vague murmurs in my ear have returned. Those voices that didn't sound like voices. They were chaotic and chilling. This wretched place is really not meant for humans. First Mate Old John told me that I should try his method of resolving those sounds by finding the fresh girls at Red Lips Tavern. I admit that the thought did cross my mind, but ultimately, I resisted. I can't afford to waste my hard-earned Echo Coins in that place. For my dream of returning home... I cannot relent. Humans are a species meant to be living above the ground. The humans in this underground sea are living proof that there is a way back up. I must definitely find it! I dreamed of my family again yesterday. I miss them... but I'm starting to not remember what they look like... The sudden rocking of S.S. Mouse interrupted Charles Reed from penning his next words. The old oil lamp next to the diary illuminated the face of its owner. Charles had the typical Asian appearance with black eyes and black hair. However, his face was so pale that it almost looked transparent, like a vampire in a movie. According to modern beauty standards, Charles could be considered somewhat handsome. Yet, at this moment, his extreme fatigue was apparent from his heavy and weary expression. He stood for a brief moment by the window and listened to the sea waves crashing against the steamship's hull. Unable to pinpoint anything unusual, he picked up his pen and continued writing. I don't need those special services workers. Journaling can also help to alleviate those auditory hallucinations. I've been able to get a good solid 5 hours of sleep lately. It's been a long while since I've had such a peaceful sleep. Of course, learning from the lessons of my predecessors, I purposely wrote in a language that only I can understand, Chinese. Screech. Charles was interrupted once more by the grating sound of metal from outside of the window. It sounded as though something was constantly scratching the boat's hull with very sharp nails. Snap! With furrowed brows, Charles slammed his diary shut and headed for the circular porthole. ----------- If you're reading this novel from me for the first time, follow my page and Join this group via the link below to not missthe next chapter https://facebook.com/groups/1127808568106009/ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^ |||||||||||||||||||| CONTINUE READING... He stretched his neck out the window and found that the scene outside was a duplicate of what he had seen eight years ago. An unlit sky intertwined with the inky-green expanse of the sea painted a tapestry of darkness in the distance. Darkness ruled everything outside, and within its depths, something monstrous seemed to be lurking. All that lay beyond invoked a sense of foreboding and bone-chilling dread. In this shrouded seascape, there were no stars or moon illuminating the sky. The endless darkness prevailed in this place. Yet, the same darkness defined normalcy. As he stared at the seemingly normal view outside of the window, Charles' brows were further pressed together. His years of voyaging experience sounded the alarm: something was definitely amiss. He decided to investigate further. Charles opened the bedside cabinet, revealing hundreds of gleaming golden bullets. They rolled back and forth in eerie harmony with the undulating waves. Drawing the revolver holstered at his waist, Charles expertly loaded it with the ammunition and made his way to the pilot house. "Captain, why are you so early today? It's not time for your shift yet." In the pilot house, a scruffy, stubble-faced, fat old man had his hands on the steering wheel. Slumbering beside him on the left seat was a young man, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. His sailor uniform was a testament of his role on the ship. Despite their countenances bearing traits of those of Eastern European descent, they shared a ghastly resemblance to Charles, devoid of blood. "First Mate, S.S. Mouse seems to be a little rocky. Are we still on track?" Charles inquired, his gaze fixed on John. He then strode over and planted a firm foot on the chair's leg, jolting the young lad from his slumber. When the young lad saw that it was the captain himself, he hurriedly wiped the drool off the corner of his mouth and scrambled to get up from the seat. "Heheh. I reck it's 'cause them critters below the waters caught a whiff ‘a food. Ye know, deep in the waters, there's more disgustin' stuff than fish, I tell ye. But worry not! S.S. Mouse is a sturdy ol' iron vessel. Ain't nothin' gonna break ’er!" The big-bellied old man took a step back and relinquished the helm to his captain. Despite hearing his first mate's response, the sirens were still ringing in Charles' head. In this dreaded place, humans no longer reigned at the top of the food chain. Caution was the only key to survival. Charles pressed a button on the old dashboard and a spotlight lit up the scene ahead of them. His eyes scanned back and forth across the surface of the sea, peering through the transparent glass. Between the sea and the helm, the deck was piled high with cargo. The ship looked to be smaller in size, stretching a mere thirty meters or so in length. "The route to Coral Archipelago has been traversed by cargo ships many times. Those things couldn't possibly have come to court their own deaths. Something's amiss," Charles mused, his hand gripping the polished helm, its reflective surface mirroring his furrowed brows. Old John was taken aback. "No way, did we deviate from the course? Nah. Look, ye can still see the beacon right there." He pointed at the faint dim light in the distance. In the subterranean depths of the ocean, devoid of any stars to lead the way, the compass and luminous beacons marking navigational routes were the only guides. As long as these beacons remained in sight, their light signified a path established by exploratory vessels—a route deemed safe, in other words. It was precisely at this moment that Charles, with his gaze fixed upon the sea's surface, felt his pupils shrinking to the size of a needle point. Gulping down his saliva with much difficulty, he asked, "That... That beacon... How long have you been looking at it?" "A few minutes, I reck. Me eyes were on it, not a single move...ment..." Old John's volume gradually lowered toward the end of his sentence and a tinge of terror flashed across his chubby face. They had sailed for such a long time and had yet to pass this particular beacon. Evidently, that beacon itself was moving at the same speed as the steamship. That was not what it was supposed to do! With sudden urgency, Charles snapped into action like a tightly wound spring. His hands spun the helm furiously, veering hard to the left. Accompanied by the creaking sound of metal, the steamship began to change direction. Thankfully, a smaller boat could turn swiftly, and S.S. Mouse started to distance itself from the enigmatic beacon. But before Charles could even catch his breath, the young lad beside him pointed a trembling finger at the glass window behind them, his eyes wide as though he had seen a ghost. "Cap... Captain! That thing is closing in on us! It's so fast!! It's catching up!" "Damn it!" Charles bellowed, his voice tearing through the space, directed at a nearby pipe. "Engine room! Push the boilers to maximum load! Something's chasing us!" "Aye, Captain!" a sturdy voice resonated from within the iron pipe. Thick, pitch-black smoke billowed from the ship's smokestack as the steamship's speed began to escalate. "It's still closing in!! It's too fast! It's almost upon us! My god! What monstrosity is that!" The young lad's voice soared several octaves higher, his body trembling like a sieve as if he was on the brink of shock. "Dipp! Close your eyes!!" Charles' nerves were already stretched taut, and he dealt a kick to Dipp's lower limb, sending the latter toppling to the ground. Nearby, Old John forcefully pressed his hand on Dipp's head, holding it against the ground. His face was flushed as he frantically shouted, "See nothin', hear nothin', think nothin'!! Captain will lead all 'a us back." Before the echo of his words could fade, a thunderous boom reverberated through the cabin, causing the two on the ground to roll into a tangled heap. Charles only managed not to be thrown overboard by clinging tightly to the helm. "Captain, it has struck us!" Charles' face turned an ashen shade, his cheeks slightly bulging from the clenching of his teeth. He brought his mouth close to the pipe and bellowed in a hoarse voice, "Engine room!! Overload the boiler for thirty seconds!!" "Captain! That won't do! This vessel's too old!! She might explode!" _____ Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly & please do join our group below by tapping the link. Thank you 😊🙏. Join Our Group For More Novels! 👉 https://facebook.com/groups/1127808568106009/ Support Us By Following Our Page for More Novels Like [just follow and see] 🥺😅! 👉 https://www.facebook.com/PiCore-talk-107439058744113 Also don't forget to share our posts for more stories. 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