Missing in Venice

“Smack!” the sound Bobby-Joe made when he hit Nathan on the cheek. “Why did you do that” Nat retorted. “I am very excited”, Bobby-Joe defended. They are best friends. Bobby-Joe Washington, the tanned native Floridian was good at sports. In contrast Nathan Clarke was a Brit, who was great with computers and a bit geeky. They just won a cruise trip. And that was a reason BJ was excited. They were going to board the ship in twenty minutes.

The ship was luxurious. The ship’s name was “Wolfgang of the sea”, some people thought it was named after Mozart. But the truth was somewhat different, that we will discover at the end of this story.

The ship was on its way. BJ and Nat were headed towards the deck. Nat took his laptop with him to work on a project on the lounge chairs. Meanwhile, BJ was in his swim trunks and in the pool, enjoying the twisting and fast water-slides. While in the pool something or someone punched him on the back. He was down in the water. He couldn’t see the assailants face. All he saw were a pair of bright red eyes and a big moustache. He nearly drowned, but the life guard saved him. A week later, he was back on his feet. The mystery was still unsolved. But BJ was behaving as if nothing has happened. When they got to their room, the announcement for dinner was made. Just then… the ship went haywire…it was swaying back and forth. And because of its speed it was getting worse. Bobby-Joe looked at the window and he saw a bunch of buildings on the water. Literally on the water. There was no coast in site. In other words Venice!!! The place the ship was about to crash into.

“Holy cow, we are about to crash” screamed Nathan. Right before the series of cracking, crashing and splashing sounds. The ship wasn’t big enough to fit in the canals. So it was smashing into the houses (and people). Near or on the canal. Water was gushing in and the ship was starting to tilt to the left. The halls were filled with evacuating people. Two deaths had occurred on the ship (more on land). They heard an excruciatingly loud roar and scream of people.

BJ and Nat tried to evacuate. “That way!” BJ directs to the main hall. When they got there the first thing they noticed was massive wolf that looked like a zombie, had red eyes, and the captain’s moustache. He made the ship crash. And there pools of blood on the ground and walls. BJ and Nat ran to the first lifeboat. But right then the lifeboat took off, they were stranded. They had one last savior. BJ was a life guard and champion swimmer. So with Nathan at hand he jumped off and swam to safety.

There was no place flat next to the canals. So they had to climb the buildings to get on the roof. “Man what a rush” Nathan said, exhausted. “My first cruise ruined!” Bobby-Joe cried. A few minutes of planning out of nowhere came the werewolf captain. He attacked Nathan. Nathan tried to hit back, but the werewolf bit Nathan’s head off. And Nathan was down. BJ got so mad (and a mix of other feelings) that he ripped off a plank from the building and hit the werewolf until he died. He cried himself to sleep that night. BJ thought he would never go to a cruise again. Hungry and tired BJ woke up in search of people and food, in the rubble. All he found was a bottle of muddied spring water. Everything was covered in salty water and rocks. A few days of searching later he died of starvation and exhaustion.

Epilogue:

The MI6 and the FBI with EU tried to cover up the remarkable story. Nobody lived and that part of Venice was destroyed. The files of the incident weren’t found until 2011 in the Brentwood Public Library, while I was looking at the archived section, not publicly open to the public though.  The other find was a shabby little diary titled ‘Bobby-Joe’s Diary’. I didn’t have the guts to tell this ghastly story till today.

By : Farzaan, Noveber 2012