George's Dream

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I heard a tapping noise. It was constant, like water dripping from a faucet. I sat up, pain in my head. "Ohhhh..." I groaned, getting up. I was on a boat. "How the hell did I get here?!" I yelled, jumping up. I felt the boat rock, making me fall again.

I walked around, determined to find out why I was here and how I got here. I got into what looked like it was the cafeteria of the place, like where the ship mates probably ate. I walked through to the kitchen, seeing many, many knives. Some of them covered in...

Blood?!

I heard laughing, then looked to see a ghost floating over me. I jumped up, running to grab a knife. I held it in front of me.

George, you dumb ass! He's a damn ghost!

I mentally cursed myself. I ran from him, trying to get away.

"Come out come out where ever you are! Come on, now, don't hide!" He called. I ran faster, hiding behind a table. The ghost floated past me, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

As I stood up, I went back to where this began. Where I woke up. Then I heard breathing. "Why is a pretty young lady like you hiding from me?"

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