Posted by ISAC (EMH) in The ghost of deck 13
Deck 13 for some reason the deck was cold environmental systems are not working very well the lights were flickering. A cold chill goes up everyone’s spine and they walk through those Corredor‘s. Some crew say this deck is haunted an unknown cloaked figure Romes that deck. For any who are on lucky to see it has disfigure run at them screaming “HeLp MeeeeEEEee”

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There were few places on the Leviathan where one could feel truly alone. In the hypothetical-dawn hours, the captain’s ready room occasionally offered such a sanctuary. But for the most part, Cobb’s passage through the ship was marked at all times by questions, greetings and chatter. So to find oneself in an area of such profound silence as the corridor the old man now entered, was a remarkable, and remarkably unnerving, event.

So disturbing, in fact, was this cold, insufficiently-lit passageway, that for a moment the captain considered retreating and finding an alternative path. Although skepticism soon made mockery of such a plan.
“Pull yourself together, man,” he murmured in an attempt to break the oppressive quiet. “It’s a bloody corridor. No less and no more.”

Still, the sound of his words echoing back to him in another voice, brought Zachariah Cobb to a stop, breath catching in his throat as he realised it was not his own words he had heard, but something else. Something desperate. And afraid. And then it came again.

“HeLp MeeeeEEEee”

Cobb peered into the gloom. “Hello?” he called in tones devoid of his customary gravitas. “Is someone there?”

• Captain Zachariah Cobb