"Hon ... do ... uu ..."
Miyamoto was shocked when he saw his friend Hondou collapsed right beside him
Blood spurts from his severed neck flowed like a waterfall. It falls into a nearby river and changes the color of the water, which was originally clear, to black blood which brings terror.
Miyamoto fell and took a few steps back, before he finally looked up and froze. His body trembled violently and his soul seemed to be pulled out of his body. His mind went blank at once and he didn't know what to do in front of the terrifying terror.
"Ha ... ha ... hahaha ... ha ..."
He laughed in a small voice.
"This... this is a prank, right? Haha... yamauchi... why... you, just killed... Hondou? How..."
Miyamoto was still trying to understand what just happened... murder? His friend's head just got chopped off? And what's with Yamauchi's hands suddenly turning terrifying! That's not a normal size for humans!
Large fingers that easily grip trees with a trunk diameter of about 2 meters or more. With nails that extend to the tips of the feet. His right hand was swollen and enlarged, with pus and twisted veins like a worm gnawing the whole hand. It was disgusting.
Miyamoto wanted to scream, he wanted to run, he wanted to cry, in front of a strange horror and terror that he had never felt before. But whatever power he can not move his body. His legs were limp and in shock.
He couldn't fully see Yamauchi's face and expression. But he could see the corner of his mouth was curved from the side. Really! Yamauchi just smiled!
"Ghakk !, ghakk!"
The two-headed bird flew away, as if trying to escape from the terror and calamity that existed.
Yamauchi looked up and waved his big hand trying to grab the bird.
"Ghakk! Ghakk!"
The bird struggled, unable to escape the killing intent directed at it, could only bemoan the cruel fate, when the long and sharp nails pierced its stomach, before it was eaten ... Like candy.
"What the hell ..."
A girl's voice leaked.
Horikita, could not believe her eyes that saw the inconceivable and terrifying sight.
At the same time, her other classmates began to turn their attention to Yamauchi.
Their eyes widened in fear when they saw the unusual sight of their classmates. His monster-like figure, with unusual muscles, slowly enlarged to form a disgusting lump of flesh, looked like it was about to explode at any moment.
Getting bigger, and bigger, like a balloon filled with helium gas, it grew to an absurd size, before finally releasing white steam from the body and blinding the eye.
The wind that came out of his body was strong enough to blow the leaves and branches of the trees around, or anyone else who didn't keep their balance.
"Gurgh!"
There was a mysterious groaning sound, the voice sounded painful, filled with fear, and deep sorrow. Sounds like misfortune itself.
Slowly, the white steam that was rising began to dissipate, casting a strange and terrifying sight.
The figure behind it all is the form of a monster with antlers like deer, large hands, and sharp nails. Its body was a little thin on the belly, but on the shoulders, it was broad like the branches of a giant tree. Its legs were a little thin but looked as thick as iron, it gripped the ground firmly. The height is about 3-4 meters.
One thing crossed the minds of everyone who saw this.
"Terror"
A foreign, absurd creature. Very strange and disgusting with worm-like muscles, black skin, and blood-red on the neck and wrists.
In his right hand, you could see a person's body pierced by fingernails stretching out like a katana sword. It curves downward.
"Miyamoto ... kun"
Breaking the ice, Hirata Yousuke muttered, attracting the attention of the monsters. He turned around, exposing the front of his body.
"!"
Their bodies trembled with fear when they saw what was before their eyes. The class D students couldn't help but feel their fear overflowing all over their bodies.
With the head of a crocodile skull, the monster, staring at them all gave a deep terror in the memories of all who saw its disgusting form.
Anyone would pee themselves when they looked into the creature's eyes, which were empty without eyeballs, only a skull and sharp teeth on its long and scary jaw.
No one dared to move, nor scream, only fear and instinct in their bodies screaming "You move, you die!"
There was only silence, and the sound of the wind rubbing against the branches and leaves. Very peaceful and quiet
Until such time, the unfortunate Miyamoto had to endure the cruelest torments when he could only struggle violently when his body was lifted up by the monster, his legs were held to one side and nails pierced his shoulder on one side, with terrifying force, and his body torn like a bread.
The monster laughed loudly, dancing to welcome the fresh blood that soaked its entire body. Clap the hands and cry.
"I'LL DO BETTER NEXT TIME—, MOTHER!"
An ear-shattering voice echoed for miles across the forest. The monster roared in a terrifying voice, but miraculously, anyone could tell the deep sorrow of that voice.
Awakening from a painful dream, Hirata Yousuke managed to break free from the spell that holding his body and screamed.
"ALL OF YOU, RUN !"
And that's when the slaughter and hunting targeting humans, from the black and dark corners of the alienated universe, when the stars align, those who adore and await the arrival of The Great Old One can dance happily and wait for the earth to be conquered once again, or those who already know The secret behind the universe and the cruel dream reality, can rest in peace when "The Crawling Chaos" comes to them.
I walked through the forest which was getting wetter all the time.
Arriving at the beach, because it was cloudy at the moment and lightning was striking everywhere, it was very difficult to navigate. But I am grateful for being on the right path and arriving at the destination.
The view of the blue sea, and the refreshing white sand of the beach, the place where the ship is anchored and the tents of the teachers set up on the private beach.
At least that's what I expected ...
What I see is an atmosphere like a "ghost ship"
If this is in the SpongeBOOBS cartoon, it is a bit like the Flying Dutchman ghost ship. With a tense atmosphere of horror and crows flying above.
It looked like no one else was there, and none of the lightings from the ship was supposed to hold onto the joy of a nice summer vacation.
I went to the teachers' tent but couldn't find anyone. There are strewn files of documents and other necessities such as water and some snacks. There are also useful items such as flashlights, straps, and cellphones.
The first time I did was confirm something on the cellphone.
"It's locked."
Of course, it's locked on the lock screen, you need a password to unlock it.
From the design that looks cute and a bit childish, this must be Hoshinomiya-sensei's.
Previously, I thought that her presence was something that was annoying, her attitude was too close to students and even did skinship.
But now I miss her.
Really, it's better to see her cheerful face like a dolphin than to be trapped on this island with a bunch of stubborn and weird girls.
If only Horikita was a little more cheerful, Kushida didn't have a different side of her, or girls like Shinohara and Karuizawa could be friendlier to the boys, maybe I could live the days in this island more calmly ...
Kidding.
Forget about that, I tried to make an emergency call but there's no signal here. Something that will definitely happen.
Using the radio call on the ship? Maybe? Unfortunately, I don't know how to use it, or anything about radio.
The papers on the table only contain information about the students in each class and the geography around the uninhabited island. That's pretty good information since I can also see the names of the leaders of each class... but that would be useless at this point.
I just took the useful items and put them in the small bag I took from the Class B camp. Bottled mineral water, a rope, a match, a penknife, and a box of uneaten bento.
"Now, where should I go?"
Thinking for a moment, should I get on the ship and look for some useful items? Or I can go to the ship navigation room? What I needed the most was a map and a confirm the island's positions.
My first goal is to get away from this island.
But how?
Even on my own, piloting a ship this big was impossible for me. I never learned to ride a yacht or anything else. I went back to remembering the existence of the helicopter at the back of the ship, given its use, it must have been used to reach the other side of the island from a private beach quickly. If a student has an accident or is sick and needs help quickly, helicopters are especially useful.
But then again, where will you land that thing? In a dense forest where there is no land for a helicopter pad. However, that doesn't mean it's impossible.
I looked back at the map of the island that I found on the table, there is a place that is not overgrown by trees, access to that place is also very easy to pass. The location is not far from the location of the Class A camp, near the cornfield that Sakura and I found two days ago. Jackpot! If only I could fly a helicopter, maybe I would think about landing there and picking up my classmates.
But the first step to take is to get to the ship and explore. I won't be able to fly a helicopter. It was only Plan B if there were no means of communication and a way out, there was no other way than to learn how to fly it through a manual at the ship's library.
I wanted to explore the ship, but my instincts told me that you wouldn't be able to return once you got on it.
I wondered why my body trembled slightly as I stepped onto the deck of the ship.
A glossy white staircase wide enough for two rows of students to walk up the stairs to the entrance to the deck of the ship. Shrouded in darkness, before finally, a view of the calm ocean appeared on the deck of the ship after passing through the dark passage below the ship.
Because the weather was cloudy, there was no scorching sunshine reflected in the dazzling blue sea of summer.
Walking along the sumptuously polished hardwood floors and into the lobby of the ship. There was no lighting at all as if this ship has run out of resources to set sail again.
The luxurious sight of the ornaments adorning the ship drown by the dark, only a dim light from outside enter through the window, exposing dust grains flying all over the place.
If only this ship was mossy, the atmosphere would have been like S.S Ourang Medan.
There are about 10 decks on the ship, each with different or identical features. Because decks 5, 4, and the back of deck 6 are passenger cabins, in other words, student rooms. Deck 6 has a reception, sunset boulevard, a theater room that connects to deck 7 as well as a library, paid restaurant, and the main hall of the ship. Deck 8 is a swimming pool, gym, mall, and others. Deck 10 is the ship's command center and my destination after the library.
Since there seemed to be no lighting and power outages, it would be troublesome and I didn't want to spend the whole day scouring the hull just to find the engine malfunction and have to fix it, and it was beyond my reach. There should be a switch that connects to the spare power source, wherever it is, I don't know. I just wish it was in the control center or the captain's room.
So in other words, it would be impossible to use ship facilities such as elevators. Just armed with a flashlight that I adjust the lighting and also the light from outside that comes in through the glass window is more than enough for me.
I don't feel the existence of "IT" anymore.
That strange and gripping feeling, that horror, after all this time, I could feel my body and heart trembling violently, welcoming the new challenges that were before my eyes. A feeling that has long been buried and forgotten. Feelings that carry a distinct sensation of pleasure, more than worldly pleasures like sex. It's completely different and more.
I think I have lost my mind. The terror, the dream, trembled at a foreign existence that transcended logic and science. Something strange, from the cold darkness of the night, far up there, the great universe kept secrets. I'm just a speck of tiny dust particles in front of it all.
Extraterrestrial beings, ghosts, do they really exist?
It's like a dream, or maybe just a simulation game for those watching.
Various absurd thoughts flashed through my mind, I felt various feelings. I don't know why, my hands were clenched into fists, wanting to grab someone's jaw and crush it... like in the past.
I remember that time, the first time I took someone's life. For the first time in my life, I felt a sense of guilt.
Upon the cold white floor, my hands were trembling, the cruel white walls, and those pleading eyes filled with fear. Her two hands gripped my right hand firmly, while I lifted her body up and slammed her against the wall.
Bam!
She was fragile, weak, sobbing, terrified, desperate when there was only death before her eyes.
I felt that just by adding a little force to my grip, I could crush her neck and took her life.
And I did.
All-day long I questioned my actions, all night I dreamed of being haunted by feelings of guilt.
But life goes on ...
I just feel cold.
That's all that's left and that's all there is.
Then, in this place, I discover something new!
The warmth embraced me.
Climb the ladder to perfection. The corpses of children my age on which I was stepping into the lofty goals of that man, which I myself had no interest in and too longed for.
I just always want to be satisfied with knowledge, curiosity, various kinds of new things that I don't know, I want to feel them all.
And now I have had it, the opportunity to experience horror and terror.
Every step I stepped in the aisle of the ship deck, my body shiver for no apparent reason. A silent horror atmosphere that restricts the body from moving further, and the roar of thunder outside where the sky never rains.
I arrived on deck 7, after passing through the theater and entering the library room.
There are a few things I want to do, the first is to find the manual and check the helicopter on the back of the boat.
Because it's really dark here and I have to use a flashlight for lighting. It took me some time to find it, but I'm thankful it's in an easy place to reach.
I read quite a bit of the content of the book—, well, for the most part, it's easy to understand. As a quick introduction to every button and object on the helicopter, the collective is the lever located on the floor of the cabin to the left of the pilot's seat. A throttle is a grip that can be rotated at the collective end. The cyclic is a "stick" that is located directly in front of the pilot's seat. The tail rotors are controlled by two pedals on the floor which are also called anti-torque pedals.
I flipped page after page, drowning a little at the information I was gaining before I finally decided to go and check out a few places.
"!"
Somehow, I just heard a voice?
It's like something moving, a footstep?
Is it very close, or maybe far?
A little joy crosses my mind if only the owner of the sound of the footsteps is the teacher or a student from a different class.
But my imagination was violently crushed and turned into horror. I sharpen my ears, listen to the creaking sound on the floor from the rubbing of a sharp object. In addition, after listening carefully, there is a long pause for each step, about 1 second.
I walk out of the library area and entering the theater area connect by the ship's passageway. The poor lighting conditions made it difficult for me to find the origin of the footsteps, but it should be right in front of me from what I heard
Realizing this was not a favorable situation, I looked for a suitable hiding place for me and decide to take a quick look.
Holding my breath, I wonder what creature or who was walking with heavy strides down the ship's lonely aisle. Is it a wild animal like a lion? There is no way, on this island, there are no wild animals like that.
My heart starts beating a little bit when I heard the strange sound of the creature's breathing, which sound calm but at the same time excite like a steam engine.
What is wrong? Why are all the organs in my body screaming at me to immediately run away from this place?
My instincts grew sharper, I could tell where the creature was going to pass.
Behind the door leading to the theater room, I dare myself to point the flashlight and check wh—
Ugh!
Without realizing it, my right hand that was holding the flashlight almost fell on the floor, I close my mouth and hold my breath, after seeing a figure seen by the faint light from outside shining on the hall.
This disgusting creature, with kangaroo-like legs and lion's claws, judging by the muscles and the unnatural amount of flesh from its thighs, it must have had strength equivalent to that of a healthy stallion. Small hands but long to the feet, a strange but human-like face, only missing a nose and ears. The creature also has a tail behind it.
Dizziness, and nausea at the same time. I almost vomited my guts.
This is the first time I've seen such a creature.
Of course, the impression is completely different from the monster in the movies you watch.
This is a completely different world!