Chapter 8

I don't know what to do right now. I have a killer that's chasing me, and another that's on the loose somewhere on the ship. For all I know, he could've killed people already. I've asked around, a lot of people on the Sky Deck, if they've seen anyone that looked suspicious, all of them said no. Except for one person that insisted I looked suspicious for asking around. Turns out he was just a loon, who had gotten on board without anyone knowing. He couldn't be one of the killers though. He was too stupid and drunk. I couldn't convince my brother before that there were such things as Michael Myers and Chucky being real, until he saw Chucky approaching us. But I haven't been able to find him since he took off 2 hours ago. God, for all I know he could've been murdered. I would think my brother would be smart enough not to get himself killed, and put up a fight. But, who knows?

"Mr. Moseby?" I called out his name.

"Yes, Cody?" He didn't look up, but he recognized my voice.

"Have you see anyone suspicious recently?" I walked up to his counter. Now he looked up.

"You mean like your brother pulling pranks?"

"No. But have you seen him?"

"No. Which I find odd. He must be in his cabin."

"No. He's not. I can't find him."

"He'll show up. He's probably pigging out somewhere."

"Maybe. But that's not why I'm here. I just want to know, besides my brother, have you seen anyone suspicious? And I don't mean like anyone pulling pranks. I'm talking something serious here. Anyone come out of the elevator with knives?" I asked. Now Moseby looked shocked.

"No. Cody, I don't know what you're talking about. I would've seen someone come out of the elevator. Especially...with a knife."

"Really? 'Cause I found a blue jumper suit across the hallway from Ms. Tuttweiler's class..."

"Cody, what are you hinting at?"

"I'm saying there's a serial killer on board! And I don't just mean one. I mean like TWO!" I yelled really loud. The whole ship fell silent. Mr. Moseby jerked me aside.

"Cody. You going around hinting there's a serial killer on board, you're the one that's gonna be looking suspicious. And until you can show me evidence, you need to drop this NOW!" Mr. Moseby whispered to me. I was completely terrified. I don't know what to do. Even Mr. Moseby won't believe me. I have to get evidence. I have to tell everyone that we're all in danger. And Bailey is the first one I need to see.

"You know what! I don't know what you're talking about." I heard Bailey say as I walked up towards her cabin. Apparently, she was yelling at someone on her cellphone. Probably London. She continued yelling, so I just listened for a minute.

"No, London. I don't know what happened to your dress." I just snickered, silently.

"No I didn't throw the freakin' thing in the ocean! Go accuse someone else. I have to go." Bailey slammed her phone down. She opened the door. She heard me laughing.

"Oh, sorry. What happened?" I asked her.

"Well, since you were laughing, I assume you heard." She smiled.

"Yeah, about that. I have to tell you something." I said, getting serious.

"Ok."

"And I'm gonna need your undivided attention."

"Yeah, you have my undivided attention. What's this about?" I couldn't help but fall into her beautiful blue eyes. Now I'm thinking that line should've been hers. Then I quickly snapped out of it.

"Have you seen anything suspicious recently?"

"Not in particular. Why?"

"This is gonna sound crazy, but that doesn't matter anymore. There's two serial killers on deck, as far as I know. And you know, one has been staying in my room." She looked absolutely stunned at this point. I could understand.

"Chucky." We both said at the same time. "And I saw a blue jumper suit across from Tuttweiler's classroom."

"I know. I did too." Now I was the one who was stunned. I wonder why she didn't tell me. Well, there's time for that later. At least I knew she was seeing the same thing as I was. Well, we're both smart. Everyone else just wasn't LOOKING for anything suspicious. Even after I screamed out that there were serial killers.

"We have to look for them. I can't risk anyone getting killed." I took her hand. "That and I still haven't proved to Mr. Moseby that Chucky is real, and that I saw Michael Myers's jumper."

"Ok. Then let's go." She agreed. We walked hand in hand up to the Sky Deck. We saw Zack yelling at someone. When we got closer, we noticed it was Woody. Apparently, Zack was telling him about when Chucky approached us with a knife. He wasn't buying it. But he believes in Mermaids. Wow. I guess I can sort've understand. How can anyone picture a doll coming to life or a serial killer coming out of a movie?

"He's right." Woody looked at me. "Chucky really DID approach us. He approached me twice.

"Just because you're Cody, and you're the smartest, doesn't mean I'm gonna believe you after saying that. Both of you." Woody looked back and forth from me and Zack.

"But it's TRUE." Bailey said.

"Really?" He asked. He still didn't seem convinced.

"YES." We all said. Woody just stood there for a minute, taking it all in.

"Would you believe me if I say I saw Michael Myers?" I asked him. Now Zack looked at me, shell-shocked.

"You never mentioned Michael Myers!" Zack shouted.

"Wait, you saw Michael Myers?" Woody asked me.

"No, but I saw his jumper after we came out of Music class. And then after I came out of my cabin like 2 minutes later, it was gone. Is it safe to say I believe he's on board?"

"How do we know you're not making this up?" Woody got all smart. Zack nodded and crossed his arms.

"Because I saw it too." Bailey stepped in. I looked at her.

"Yeah, and Zack you saw Chucky. He had a knife in his hands! And that wasn't the only time! I told you, he attacked me this morning! Isn't that proof enough Michael Myers is on board?" I gave him a look. He looked like he wanted to give me an attitude, but he didn't.

"Yeah I guess...Yeah, I believe you." Zack said. Woody gave him a face.

"Well you actually believed in mermaids!" Zack shot back.

"Oh, yeah." Woody agreed.

"I wouldn't be lying to you about this! I'm serious! We have to notify everyone." I said. I was getting scared. It even showed. Bailey squeezed my hand, ensuring me it would be okay. And we would be okay if we can get everyone off board as soon as possible.

"Ok. Come on. We have to find proof!" Woody said. We all nodded and ran.