It's too late for us, but at least I can let the world know what happened here.
I was on night shift yesterday, so I was taking a nap in the bunk room around noon.
I was half asleep and I heard a kid, a little girl, laughing. Or was that all in my head?
I woke up at 19:30: there was some sort of ruckus in the passageway. Drew, one of the engineers, came in and said there was something going on down below, maybe a riot. He looked pale in the face.
He told me he was going down to check it out, but he never came back.
It must have been around 19:50 when I heard the scream. I went to the laundry room to check and saw Clark being eaten by some sort of black-ish monster.
The monster turned and started coming towards me, huge, shark-like teeth snapping in its jaw. I just screamed like a little girl and ran for it.
Now I'm huddled up in the bunk room, shaking as I write this. There's a whole host of those creatures lurking in the passageways now. I can still hear screams now and then, but there's no way I'm going out there now.
And that's it: I've written everything I know.
Giovanni Finetti
