Volume 2Chapter 9: The Ghost Ship

I saw everyone turn their heads away in a panic, not looking at the broken ship, and not knowing what was going on. In this situation, I didn’t dare to make my own decisions, and hurriedly turned my back like the others. The woman said to me, trembling, “No matter what happens, don’t turn your head. Even if something touches you, you have to pretend you don’t know.”

I heard this and my cold sweat came down. I asked, “Don’t scare me. What could possibly touch me here?”

She gave me a look and said softly, “It’s no use not believing me. You’ll know soon enough. Now turn your head away!”

I saw that she was so evil, and I saw the other crew members’ frightened expressions, so it seemed that she wasn’t just trying to scare me. I asked softly, “You have to tell me, what exactly is it?”

The woman made a gesture to tell me to be quiet and said, “Shut up. This is a vengeful ghost coming to claim a life.”

The more she said this, the more scared I felt. My neck involuntarily wanted to turn around to take a look, so I pinched my thigh, tensing the muscles in my neck like I was in a cast.

The boat was rocking violently in the wind and waves, and the deck was creaking and groaning, as if it were about to fall apart. I grabbed the two iron rings on the side of the boat and held my butt against it, but my upper body kept swaying. I couldn’t move my neck, and I was swaying back and forth like a tumbler. Several times I almost lost my grip.

At this time, I could already hear the sound coming from the so-called ghost ship, creaking and creaking, as if someone was walking on the deck. I was already completely soaked in seawater, and with my own cold sweat, I was very uncomfortable. I couldn’t help but ask the woman softly, “It seems like someone is walking on the deck. Did you see it wrong just now?”

The woman was very scared, and she pursed her lips. I looked at her mouth and saw that the glass in the cabin clearly reflected the situation behind me. A fishing boat of similar size to ours was swaying behind us, getting closer and closer. I could see it more and more clearly, and soon I saw that there was a layer of white cotton-like sea rust on the boat. I couldn’t figure out how such a boat could still float on the surface of the sea, and there was a light on it.

The ghost ships that appear in novels are all very dilapidated, but they are basically still seaworthy. But this one must have been completely scrapped, and it looks like it came up from the bottom of the sea. My mind was turning very quickly, and I recalled the reports I had read about ghost ships. It seemed that none of them mentioned a ship like this.

The ship was getting closer and closer, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong. I said softly, “Miss, it doesn’t seem to be a solution. It looks like the ghost ship is going to crash into us. Why don’t you tell the fisherman to put on full steam and run away?”

The woman was also a little scared, her hair stuck to her face, and she didn’t think to brush it away. She said, ‘When it’s time to escape, the fisherman will escape on his own. We have similar tonnage, so I’m not afraid of it crashing into us. Don’t fall off if you pull it tight.’

I couldn’t tell if she was reminding me or being sarcastic when she said, ”I’m afraid he’ll jump off the boat and run away.

“Don’t try to stir up trouble here. This fishing boat is the life of the fishermen. He would never leave the boat even if he died.” The woman was a little angry. ‘If you say any more nonsense, I’ll push you overboard!’

I heard this and didn’t want to say anything else. I focused on the ghost ship in the glass. I estimated that at its speed, it wouldn’t cause much of a shock when it hit (I later realized this was a stupid idea).

The ship was getting closer and closer, and I could clearly see that there was nothing on it. I thought I would see some horrible sight, but I was relieved when I saw that the ship was getting closer and closer, almost touching our ship. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, preparing to withstand the impact.

It was a split second. Suddenly, the sound behind me disappeared. I waited for more than ten seconds, thinking that even if it wanted to crash ten times, it would have finished. But there was still no movement. I couldn’t help but wonder. At this time, I heard the creaking sound of the deck coming from behind me. I was a little panicked. I secretly opened one eye to look at the cabin window. The ghost ship had already leaned against us side by side. There was nothing behind me.

I breathed a sigh of relief and looked over to the side. I saw that the woman next to me was staring at the cabin window just like me, and she was so scared that she was frozen in place. I thought something was wrong, and when I looked closer, I saw two dry hands on her shoulders.