I woke up suddenly, clouds covered the sky, the boat ship rocked roughly through the waves.
I got up from my bed and found my belongings on the ground. I took my bag, thankfully all it's contents were still there.
Inside of it I found my revolver.
Cold to the touch, hardy, and can be trusted...
I made my way out of my cabin, the hall was eerily silent, only the sound of tides hitting againts the ship.
Looks like the lights are out, I take out my flashlight, no batteries, excellent.
I light a match, it's not perfect but it is something. I descend down the hallway.
Where could have everyone gone? Through my search of the cabins I found not a single one of the 14 other passengers of the ship, crew included.
The only place left for my search was the maintance rooms, I walked down the stairs leading to the room containg the electrical systems, the fuse box was completely busted, someone, or something, had managed to completely pull it out of the wall. Completely unfixable.
That wasn't the worst part, the noise was maddening, a bizarre noise was coming from the boiler room, like a locomotive.
I strengthened the grip on my revolver and walked foward, each step the air felt hundreds of degrees hotter, but I made it.
Before me it was, what once was a simple boiler was now spatting out hellfire and terrible black fumes. An unending supply of coal was making it even more hungry by the second.
And besides the machine, was it's machinist; a tall, pale man- no, thing, its long, thin fingers, shoveling more and more coal into the boiler.
"Can I help you, sweetheart?" - The machinist said, followed by a mocking laugh, we both knew it didn't want to help, this devil had managed to murder the entire crew "Let me guess, burning the bodies?" I asked,
pointing my revolver at it. It "laughed", sounding more like scratches and moans. "You are lucky I wanted to toy with you for a little" it's skeletical hand reaching out to me. I hit him.
It glared at me. "What do you think you are doing?" It stood up, with a screech, it jumped towards me, yelling at my face "HOW DARE YOU TRY AND RESIST ME??? DO YOU KNOW WHAT I AM? I AM GOD HERE. AND YOU WILL DO AS I SAY! AND I WILL FEAST ON YOU I WILL-"
Clean shot on the chest, the bullet goes right through the demon's core, it falls to the ground, it's corpse so brittle it turns to dust at the touch. I must admit it was a close call, but it understimated it's oponent.
Then I feel the boat hit land, I go out to see it, the sky has cleared and a clear blue sky is over my head, the sun shines brightly, on the island.
Bell is my name, I am a paranormal hunter.