A blood curdling, ear piercing scream echoes through the late night hour, a sound so horrid it makes everyone jolt awake. Various crew members, above and below, come together just below decks, the stragglers peeking their heads out from their quarter’s doorways to try and discern the origin of such a sound.
“What in God’s name was that?” Ivonelfe asks, the woman looking down the hallway, the sleep still trying to hold onto her. She rubs her eyes and looks over at Tarnaa, the woman fearful of what it may be.
“You don’t…” Tarnaa’s lips form very tightly. “Where is Huff?”
It pains her to ask the question, Tarnaa hoping that the scream has nothing to do with their vampiric crew mate. They have come to an understanding as of late, so to even insinuate she could be involved pains her greatly. She shifts the walking stick in her armpit more comfortably, hoping she is foolish in her accusation.
“Did you guys hear that?” Huff, the woman in question, asks walking over to the two of them. She slides by Arlynne to join her fellow mates, confusion on her face. Tarnaa visibly relaxes seeing Huff coming from the opposite direction, not from the darkened corridor where the scream came from. Read More →