“What the hell was that?â? I spoke aloud to myself, not expecting any reply.
“Stay away from me.â? It was the lame goon. In the commotion I had forgotten all about him. His hands covering his face as he scrambled backwards, “please don’t hurt me.â?
“Oh jeez, get up you moron.â? I grabbed his radio—it was now asking about Mike’s status—and tossed it to him. “Answer it. Tell him all is well, or I’ll have this crazy thing eat you too,â? pointing at the pile of ash and bones that used to be Jen.
“Deck all clear. Over.â?
“Good job Mike,â? I reached out my hand and he gave me back the radio. “Ok what now?â? I looked over the deck. Only a few containers sprinkled sparsely about. Not many places to hide up here. I need to get below. “Come on,â? I grabbed his arm and pushed him along in front of me. “We’re going below deck to chill out until we get to Site B.â?
“Please just let me go. I won’t tell em nothin, I promise.â? His crying made it hard to understand.
“Seriously, is this your first day or something? Keep moving.â?