Ocean SegmentThe moonlight glistened on the surface of the ocean, adding a beauty that seemed out of place amid the destruction. Waves washed over the bits of floating wreckage and darker patches of liquid caught the light differently. Off in the distance, two ships sailed away, their images silhouetted against the night sky. The sails on one were tattered and frayed as if it had seen better days and bits of wood kept falling into the water. Amid the debris was a mid-sized platform on which a young woman lay, her clothing soaked. She shivered pitifully as the chill air seeped into her being. Clinging onto the side of the makeshift raft was a man. His hair was plastered to his head, and he too shook violently, sputtering as waves crashed around him. The girl desperately tried reasoning with him again.
"Please, Seth, get out of the water. You'll freeze to death."
He shook his head, smiling tenderly at her. "There's no room; we'll both fall in. Besides, it's not worth it .." His voice faded
IntroHe walked slowly down the dark alley, casting wary glances over his shoulder, checking for the men whom he thought for lost. Yet he knew that it was only a matter of time until they showed themselves tick, tick, tick, tick. Silence: that was what disturbed him the most. No scuttle of rats, no whisper of a breeze, no muffled footsteps.
Where were they? Who where they? He thought he knew, but couldn't be sure. The man had said that they were friends; to be trusted. Ha. As if. If it was who he thought, then he could hardly consider men that had ruined his life as allies.
He kept on walking with his head down. He knew these walls well: every corner, every dent in the pavement, every Schick. What was that? Schick. He glanced around, trying to find the source of the noise. It sounded vaguely familiar, yet he couldn't seem to place it. Schick. Thoroughly unnerved, he picked up the pace. Schick. Faster now. Run. Unwanted memories came flooding back and he pressed his ha