
I saw everyone looking in panic, not looking at the wrecked ship, and I didn't know what was going on. In this situation, I dare not make my own claims and learn from them. Turning her back, the woman shivered and said to me, "Whatever happens, don't look. Even if something touches you, you don't need to know."
When I heard it, cold sweat came down and asked, "Don't scare me, what's going to touch me here?"
He looked at me blankly and said gently, "You're useless if you don't believe it. You'll find out later. Now turn your head!"
I saw him saying so wickedly, and seeing the panic of the other crew members, it seemed like he did not scare me and asked gently, "You should tell me, what is it?"
The woman gestured not to speak and said, "Silence, this is the death of injustice."
The more he said, the more I was scared, and my neck wanted to turn around unconsciously. I squeezed my thighs and stretched the muscles in my neck like a cast.
The ship was swayed by the wind and waves. The deck of the ship is still squeaking. Sounds like it's going to collapse. I grabbed two iron rings on the side of the ship, the buttocks, but my upper body kept shaking, but I could not move my neck. I trembled like a glass, and I nearly flung a few times.
At this moment, I could already hear the sound of the so-called ghost ship, creaking, as if someone was walking on the deck. I was all soaked by the sea water, and with my own cold sweat, I was very uncomfortable and could not help but ask the woman gently, "Why does it seem like someone is walking on the deck, she said, did you read it wrong?"
The woman was very frightened, and she nodded her mouth. I looked into his mouth, and the glass behind the cabin clearly reflected the situation behind him. A fishing boat the size of ours was swaying behind us, getting closer and closer to me, and I could see more clearly, and soon I noticed that there was a layer of white rust like sea cotton in the boat, Looking at its thickness, it must have been at sea for more than a few decades. I don't know how such a boat can float on the sea, and there are lights on it.
The ship was getting closer and closer, and I vaguely felt that the signs were wrong, and said softly, "Miss, it doesn't seem like that's the way, the ghost ship seems like it's going to fall. to move full force?"
The woman was a little scared too. Her hair covered her entire face, and she did not expect to twist it. He said, "When you want to escape, the fisherman will run away. We have the same tonnage, and they're not afraid of bumping into you. You tighten up Don't fall again."
His tone, I couldn't hear if it reminded me or insinuated me, saying, "I'm afraid he'll run away after jumping off the ship, you can't take him."
"You're less provocative here, this fishing boat is the life of their fishermen, he won't leave the ship even if he dies." The woman got a fire, "If there's more bullshit, I'll push you down!"
When I hear a voice so loud, it is not good to talk anymore. I focus on the ghost ship in the glass. I predicted that at his speed, it would not cause much shock when attacking (later I knew this was Sb's idea), my heart gradually calmed down.
The ship is getting closer and closer. I could see clearly that there was nothing on board. I think I'll see some horrible scenes. I can't help myself not relaxing. The ship was fast, and almost delivered to our ship. The boat closed, and my eyes closed, my teeth clenched, ready to hit a hard impact.
It's an instant. Suddenly, the voice behind disappeared. I waited more than ten seconds. It was estimated that even if it wanted to crash ten times, it had yet to be heard. But strangely at this moment, I heard again the sound of the creaking of the deck coming from behind. I'm a little panicked. I quietly opened my eyes and looked at the glass of the cabin. The ghost ship was leaning side by side with us, and there was nothing behind me.
I sighed in relief and looked to the side. I saw that the woman next to me was looking into the glass of the cabin like me. I'm appalled. I feel like something's wrong. If I look closely, I see it on the shoulder. , With two dry hands.