-Your Point of View-
Click. Click. Click.
I try to walk softly around the submarine, but it doesn't really work. My shoes keep clicking against the metal floor. I slowly slip them off and gently lay them down in the hallway and keep walking. The heart pirates had stopped in town late that night and decided to sleep before going out, but I had other plans. A chill goes down your back and I feel eyes on me, I look over your shoulder and keep walking. The door appears in front of me and I slowly creep it open. Stepping out into the brisk air, and instantly goosebumps start to form up and down my arms. I close the door and run down the street.
Freedom, Finally free, I think, as I run farther and farther from the submarine.
-------------------5 weeks earlier
" Hello," you heard a voice and looked up. A tall man stood in front of you, he had tattoos covering his hands, he was wearing a yellow hoodie and some weird leopard pants, and he was very attractive.
" Hello, do you have an appointme...