Supersesses

Prossimo obiettivo's

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"What's wrong? You okay?" Ask. The man then switched his eyes. He looked in the direction his colleague was looking at, and he was so surprised to see what he saw.

A crewman who was none other than one of his comrades. He was lying on the floor covered in blood. His body was limp, he seemed to lose his energy in an instant. They were now even speechless when they saw what was before him.

On the other hand, without them noticing, Piero was stalking the two. Waiting for the right timing to kill the two. The man was silent inside his locker, tightly gripping the axe he had in his grasp. While both eyes peeked through the gap of the closed locker door.

The two crew members stepped over to the body of their friend. Walking with both trembling legs and a pale face.

"A-what really happened," murmured one of them. Speak with a trembling voice.

"S-it looks like he was attacked," one replied in a voice that was no less trembling. Both of them stopped in front of his corpse. Blood continued to move out from the axe incision that was in several parts of his body.

"I-I want to puke," he murmured as he smelled a fishy smell that so clearly pierced his nose. He shut his mouth trying to hold back his vomiting.

KRIEETTTT'S…

Slowly one of the locker doors opened, but none of them were aware of the sound they were hearing. The two were too busy watching the bodies of their comrades who were now stiff in front of them.

The locker door that had just opened was the door that Piero had used to hide inside. He came out slowly, walking behind them. His movements were almost noiseless and very slowly, he walked up to the two crew members who were now standing there.

Behind him, Piero raised the axe slowly above his head. And in one hit…

CRATTTT!

One of the crew died instantly, falling to the floor with his head bleeding. Seeing that, spontaneously made the remaining crew members there surprised. He turned his head spontaneously, but as soon as he just looked back, Piero had already attacked him right in the head.

BRUKK!

It didn't take long for him to finish off the two men, just one powerful blow, hitting him in the right part.

Not there, Piero continued to attack both. Making sure they're really dead.

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Dario still continued walking with both of his trembling legs. His hand rested on the wall along the corridor he passed. Since then he has searched all over the ship, but there is no sign where he dropped the gift bracelet from his heart. I don't know where the bracelet disappeared and fell off his wrist, and I don't know when it came off; Dario doesn't know for sure.

"Huft~" he let out a long sigh, he was already tired of continuing to search. Moreover, his legs continued to tremble and his brain continued to be surrounded by memories of what he had just seen. Imagining the harsh lacing of the sharp relief axe and the fishy smell that was so sticky made Dario seem to want to vomit, especially Dario is typical of people who really hate something fishy.

BRUKK!

Dario was no longer able to walk. He then decided to stop for a moment, sitting on the floor while leaning against the wall behind him. He was still trying to regulate the rumbling in his chest, and he was still trying to clear his brain and mind of what was constantly reflected in his memory.

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"Hahh. hahh... hahh.." Piero tried to regulate his irregular breathing. He fell silent, lowering his hand which was now tightly gripping the axe handle in his hand which was now bleeding more and more. Piero stared at the three of them sharply, the three crew members he had just finished off were now dead.

Piero turned around, moving away from where he was at the moment. Stepping near the exit door then closed the door of the room with a slightly open state.

He stepped down the corridor, the next target was only a few crew members who had been with the ship captain who was busy controlling the big thing.

He continued to step until he arrived at the corridor heading out, then the direction was fixed on the upper floor where the control room was located.

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"What's this about? Why does the ship feel different?" The captain said when he realized that the ship he was controlling was a little different than before. The boat was heavy and started to slow down.

"Why indeed? Is something wrong?"

"The ship feels heavy, try to check on the other crew. Ask them to check the engine, fearing that there might be some damage that would make it what it is today" he said to one of the crew members he had been with in the control room.

"Well," said the man who then approached a communication device that connects with various rooms there. He immediately tried to contact his other colleagues who were in the engine room to check what was happening, but no one answered his call.

"Hows it? Did you ask them to check?" Ask the captain to the man.

"Nobody answered."

"You mean?"

"They didn't answer my calls at all, maybe the communication device was broken."

"What's? Then what should we do?"

"I'll check into the machine room to confirm the communication device and check if something is broken or not, with the machine."

"All right, then, hurry."

"Yes," said the man who then went away from there leaving the captain alone who was still trying to overcome his ship. Focus on driving the large object in its ride, and ensure that the ship continues to be in a state of running on sea water.

One crew member continued to step down the stairs to the bottom floor, but once they got downstairs. Just before he was about to enter, he was already shocked by the presence of Piero who suddenly attacked him. Stripped his head so hard he died. Piero dragged his body towards one of the nearby rooms. Hiding the corpse, which was now covered in blood, in the room, then left it inside with the door closed.

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