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A dull and collective, “Aye,” sounds through the room.
Why is he helping me?
Is that what he’s doing?
I don’t trust him. I’ll never trust him or his intentions.
“Am I fucking understood?”
“AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN!” they cry, a chorus of loud male voices.
“Spread the fucking word.” He clicks his fingers at Clunk. “Take her to Geoffrey. Tell him to keep her fucking secure and safe until I’m done.” When Clunk grips my arm through the sheet. “She’s ninety pounds, Clunk. You don’t need to fucking handle her, where can she go?”
“I’m more worried about what she can do.” He’s referring to his nose.
Captain laughs, his voice deep and warm now in comparison to a moment ago. “Don’t worry, she didn’t make you prettier.”
Clunk grumbles under his breath and gives me a gentle push in the direction of the door we just came through.
“Who’s Geoffrey?” I dare to ask.
“The sociopathic scientist.”
Sociopathic scientist?
“He’s in his lab.”
“Lab?”
“Don’t ask fucking questions. Left my woman back home to escape this bullshit. Don’t want to see you, don’t want to fucking hear you.”
I mentally seal my lips as we go back to the deck and he takes me around the base of the bridge I now know it’s called from listening to Clunk tell a guy where to go to find somebody.
This ship has so many levels it’s so confusing and the size of the guns is ridiculous. I really hope they don’t plan on any battles at sea while I’m on here.
A short while later we’re in a room that has windows overlooking the ocean. It has massive air vents and cupboards full of sealed chemical fluids and powders.
I wonder how this room would fair in choppy weather and I’m now grateful my prison is far from here.
“She’s here! Good, good,” a man wearing big safety glasses and a plastic hair net declares happily. “Leave her, Clump, you may go.”
“It’s Clunk.”
“Sure.” The scientist flaps a long white sleeve at him before pushing it up to his elbow. “Bye now.”
I watch Clunk’s back as he leaves and wonder what madness is about to unfurl now.
The scientist pushes his glasses to rest on top of his head and smiles at me with red grooves on the bridge of his nose.
He’s less scary looking than the others in a handsome nerdy kind of way. His hair is slicked back with wax that has dried a funny blue colour against his black hair. Eyes the colour of roasted almonds look me up and down in a doctorly way.
“Are you hurt?”
I shake my head.
“I’m sure you’re terrified, if you like I have something that will help with the nerves?”
“No, thank you, I’m still reeling from the effects of the last thing you forced on me.”
He cringes and his glasses drop back down. “An unfortunate occurrence I assure you. Are there many side effects?”
“I wouldn’t know.” I fold my arms tighter. “I was in shock too.”
“Of course, of course.” He licks his bow-shaped lips. “Are you thirsty? Would you like some juice?”
I don’t respond. I don’t want to owe anybody any favours.
“I have my own stash of orange juice that the others don’t know about.” Excitement twinkles in his eyes. “If I have your word that you won’t waste it, I’ll gladly share some with you. The sugar should help with the shock you’re likely still feeling.”
Nodding once, I let him guide me to a chair and watch as he moves to a small fridge that has a “Non-Toxic” label on the front. Within are a few chocolate bars and some obscure bottles. One of which he snags and carefully pours into two glasses.
I gulp mine down greedily after giving it a sniff. It tastes divine.
“It’s good, yes? I make it myself. Don’t worry, it has nothing hidden. Well, I sneaked in a few extra vitamins but the normal kind that you get from Asda.”
I don’t even care if this drink kills me. I wish I’d savoured it.
“Why am I down here?” I ask softly, not wanting to anger the man who likely has the chemicals needed to make me bald in seconds.
“Truly? I felt badly for you and thought you wouldn’t mind getting out of that hell hole for a while.”
His admission shocks me.
“Though don’t take that as me admitting I don’t agree with my captain. I fully support his choices and our missions. I just don’t agree with keeping an innocent human being locked away in such confines. Solitary confinement is a killer in itself.” He motions to his lab. “I’m not working on anything that you could use against me in a court of law. Not including coke but that’s purely to keep us afloat.”
“What?”
“Never mind.” He flaps his too-long sleeve at me this time and moves back to his worktop. “I’m going to be candid. See that man in the corner?”
