His ladies chatted away in front of him, as they made their way towards an elevator that would lead to his luxurious cabin suite. The elevator bell sounded and the doors opened as it arrived on their floor.
Giving one of his women a playful spank, she giggled and they stepped onto the elevator together.
An older lady stood in the corner giving the three of them the stink eye, probably because of how scantily dressed the two ladies were in only their bikinis.
“I need a fucking break today, thank God I have you two goddesses, otherwise I’d have gone fucking nuts”.
“We’ll take your mind off of it, Wilson”, Sophie, one of his ladies replied, stroking his cheek.
“I’m sure you will”.
“Why don’t we give you a taster of things to come”, Laura replied, playfully spanking Sophie, who kissed her in return.
“God, what you two do to me”.
The old woman’s disapproving gaze could burn through metal.
“What’s wrong, old lady? These two remind you of what you wished you could be when you were younger?” Wilson asked, rudely. She shot him a look of scorn, looking him up and down before turning away.
“Hmph!” She got off on the next floor, before the doors shut again and ascended to their floor. They stepped out, but had to jump back in alarm, as several staff members came rushing by, carrying what looked to be heavily wounded people and for a second, one of which had her eyes gouged out, or at least that’s what it looked like.
“What the fuck?”
His curiosity piqued, Wilson decided to follow them to confirm what he had seen, with the two ladies following behind him, holding onto each arm.
Two injured women were carried to the infirmary, one of them trembling and mumbling something inaudible, the other screaming in agony.
Wilson and the women, as well as several other onlookers, stopped outside the infirmary to peer in, but a staff member tried to push them back.
“What the hell is going on?”
“Please sir, ladies, return to your cabins and lock your doors, do not come out until we have given the word”, the staff member sounded spooked and out of breath.
“You’re going to have to give me more to go on than that. What the fuck is all this about?” Wilson demanded.
“We’ve had a… erm… problem. We’re trying to sort it out, please just go to your cabins”.
“Not until you tell us what’s going on! You have two people in there fucking injured, what happened? I thought this was a luxury cruise liner made for people to get away from common thugs! I can’t be on a ship with people who would do that to others! Did you condemn the motherfucker who did that, to solitary or something, or are they still at large?”
“Sir, this isn’t what you think…” The staff member began to reply, but the sudden silence of the agonised screaming, replaced with what sounded a lot like choking and people struggling to hold them down as they thrashed, kicking down objects in the room, made him swivel around on spot to see what had developed.
Wilson and the ladies used the opportunity to sneak past in order to get a better look. The staff member caught them and came after them.
“Sir! Ladies! I said…” He stopped mid-speech, distracted by a female doctor thrashing on the recovery bed and staff members trying their best and failing to hold her down. In the other bed was a woman, a doctor from the looks of it, trembling like a leaf and confirming what Wilson believed he had seen, missing both her eyes, bloody sockets where they once were. His two ladies gasped and covered their mouths in horror.
“What… the… who did this?”
“A family… they were sick and…” The staff member holding them back replied.
“Did she do this to that doctor?” Wilson demanded, pointing to the thrashing woman.
“No…”
“Give me the Haloperidol! That will calm her down!” One person in the room shouted. Another made for a draw and withdrew an injection syringe, but before they could inject the woman to calm down her aggressive behaviour, she managed to pull one leg free, kick the woman previously holding down that leg in the face, most likely breaking her nose as she flew back. Her behaviour from there went from aggressive to downright psychopathic, as she kicked the man holding the other leg, despite someone else trying to grab hold of her free leg. It was as she kicked, that Wilson and the ladies noticed a massive gash to the back of her leg that looked like a bite.
The thrashing woman hissed and spat, before screaming in agitated fury.
“Let me fucking go, you pieces of fucking shit! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! I’ll murder you all!” The man with the syringe looked too nervous to even get close to the woman, far less inject her.
“Do it!” Someone shouted and he sprung to action, just as she managed to free her second leg and contort herself somewhat unnaturally, as though breaking bones in the process, to free her arms. She then grabbed the person closest to her by their face and bit their nose clean off, leaving them screaming and waving their arms in pain. Another
