Revenge After Death



"That's not possible. I don't recommend going down there either." Zion opened the door and shook his head. He didn't want us to take the risk.

He continued, "Children and infants are all off the ship. Other than Yara, there aren't anymore."

"But... There really were kids. There's more than one too. I heard them laughing. They were even playing with a ball." Yara cried before pulling on my shirt. "Ms. Stephy, it's true..."

I nodded in response. "I believe you."

"If you really want to go and take a look... We could." He looked around. "Let's get something to eat first. Rachel is still unconscious. I need to grab something nutritious for her to restore some energy."

"Keep your weapons close. Those lunatics will kill anyone," I reminded.

The group of us slowly made our way to the VIP dining area.

During the day, everything was calm. It was like yesterday's slaughter never existed.

All the bodies had been thrown into the ocean, and the blood stains on the ship were cleaned by the staff as well. From the surface, nothing seemed out of place.

Many were casually conversing and enjoying the view as they ate.

They were probably oblivious to yesterday's events.

"They started killing people from the 14th floor. Only that floor was cleared yesterday. They went into different rooms like they were playing roulette. Whoever was randomly picked, died..." Looking around fearfully, Maverick carefully said.

Upon entering the dining area, we were stopped and asked to show our room keys.

"Sorry, this man and the little girl aren't registered under the VIP name list. From today onward, the dining areas are segregated. The VIP area is no longer open to the public. Only registered guests are allowed to dine here," the staff member said in a serious tone.

I raised an eyebrow and looked at Steven.

"How can you section people off at a time like this? It's just two people. Just let them in." Joel wanted to go inside, but the guard stopped him.

None of the guards looked friendly. It was clear that they wanted us to adhere to the rules.

"Guests in the VIP section are free to use the dining area as they please. If you don't wish to be separated, you're welcome to have your meal elsewhere," the staff member said.

"Let's go. We'll eat elsewhere." I took Yara's hand and walked outside.

"They gave everyone access to the VIP section at the start on purpose. Now that everyone onboard is aware of how much better the food is, there's no way they'll be satisfied with the meals provided in the regular section.

"If I were to guess... Soon, your identity wouldn't matter. The staff will only let you in if you possess a room key. So the VIP guests will become everyone's target."

Joel explained grimly.

This was a horrible realization.

Everyone's faces fell.

The man behind all of this was a genius. He knew exactly how to bring out the worst of human nature.

We all headed downstairs for food, but the dining hall was full. They told us that food was limited, and we had to come earlier.

With no other choice, we could only continue heading down.

The lower we went, the worse the food was. It wasn't until we reached the last deck that the staff begrudgingly let us in.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

All we had was stale bread and jam. Although made from milk powder, they at least provided hot milk. "Ms. Stephy..." In the middle of our meal, Yara suddenly perked up. It seemed like she heard something. She tugged on my shirt anxiously and said, "Listen... Do you hear the sound of a bell ball below the cabin?" That was a child's toy that made noise when rolled about.

I listened carefully. "What..."

I was just about to say that she misheard it when I heard a jingle... I actually heard the sound of a ball rolling from the stairway down to the bottom deck.

Then, I heard children laughing and playing.