"Carved Warning In The Air"

5 days later, they ultimately were attempting to treat profoundly wounded people, some of whom were already passed on even if they were sorely able to patch, at most, some of them up whilst carrying on the mandatory mission, which was "finding new background resources and more people to get them enslaved so that their oppressor could shore up his position among other kings and conquer new territories for agricultural-works" .

Fred was both still half-stunned of what happened 5 days ago and rather low-spirit, but it was wearing off gradually like he longed as he had to try to contemplate how to undermine the current position of the Clarke with the aim of procuring better position than previously in the management of the ship.

From what he could gain an understanding of the recent incidents

Clark was expelled from his job by means of disagreement in a weirdly short while and started to work as a slave one just like previously , the captain was in the search of a fresh"Yes-man" that was able to be better one than previously after experiencing some whole-ass galling occasions, he, thus, was in pursuit of getting it.

While pondering these, watching the turning blue sky into a fulfilled with doom-looking dark clouds as if a storm had loomed on the horizon, he started to think that these really could portend a plain warning about a storm that could cause more deaths, meanwhile

Clark approached him saying

"Hi buddy how is it going?"

He answered saying " as not planned but OK it's not that bad, I think I should ask you first, right?"

Clark:" it's going as devastating as it could be because of some incidents experienced"

Fred said to make him calm down "Never mind dude, everybody is liable to foul up just try better next time and nerve up yourself no sooner than said.

Then he abruptly and weirdly said, "Dunno if I still want to try better to pretend to be a foolish seeker, I was certain of what I saw there striking the ship but he even once didn't take my words into consideration".

Clark was still backing up what he said even after told off shamefully and scornfully by the captain, then Fred felt he had to question more about what Clark saw there saying " you sure still of that?

He said silently ;" Of course! It was real, I've seen a face on his head seeming sort of familiar to me, but I couldn't figure out who was that, trust me".

These words were enough to be intrigued in what the hell was happening there for Fred.

Fred commenced afterward to seek any sing intently, but he did not seek more just because he was in supervision of the captain, perhaps the captain was deeming that incident as a sing of a rebellion started against him, so, indeed, it was obviously normal.

2 hours later, somebody started to call everybody by exclaiming " Halt! Halt the ship!

We're going to crush a huge Rockall, we're going to!".

He was gone crazy enough to bluntly clash with the captain and when he attempted to do so,

Clark prevented and distanced together rapidly thence away in order that he wouldn't be thrown as ex-member, but Fred was of the mind that Clark was tempted to be regarded trustworthy among others to round enough members up to spark a rebellion against the captain secretly.

Then Fred thought if he managed to disclose what they likely would be doing in coming days, he could gain more respect of the captain abruptly, therefore, he had to spy on the root of these incidents, it wasn't that difficult to disclose who would be leading owing to some already detected ones.

Anyway, after hearing some people screaming, Fred sprung in the blink of an eye there to see that so-called lofty Rockall, being sort of nervous.

It was as huge as said and they were on the point of having a collision , then they heard the Captain saying " wheel round! Wheel round right now! It was far scarier than the lofty Rockall.

He was exuding extreme temper as an animal, scolding everybody, ordering astutely and insulting.

But Fred was certain that his plans and orders would backfire awfully and this upcoming collision would ravage ship severely, even so, he could neither warn him nor say anything about that, seeing that the captain could kill anybody speaking of how to do his job in this extremely bad spirit.

Whilst approaching the collision, Fred's instincts were trying to persuade him to warn, but his brain was of the utterly different mind, so he thought that he had to, at first, to work out captain's behaviors to decide, and fortunately he didn't warn the captain anyhow till the collision was bizarrely disposed of, and captain started to think properly again.

It was weird that the collision seemed too near to get prevented from turning out to be a disaster, nonetheless, nothing happened.

They had managed to retread the ship to reverse the direction before crashing and sinking down deeply, but Fred was skeptical about how the possible collision did not turn out to be real when he was certain it would be, and when started to get away, Fred heard something like a screaming animal getting devoured by something, then suddenly he saw something on top of the Rockall like a naked human but seeming like a human having lived since the beginning of the time.

It was so scary that, for a while, he couldn't do anything but swallow.

Fred thought he had to inform the captain, but he could never do diffuse misinformation among the people, it would be a fatal move, accordingly, he decided to trick someone into informing the captain instead of himself.

The target had already been in front of Fred's nose, it was Clark.

But anyhow he didn't find the Clark on the ship, it was bizarre to think that he could leave but there was nothing to think aside from this bizarre possibility, meanwhile, the vague appearance of that thing vanished into darkness by and by.

Fred did never know why there was a man on the top of a Rockall, it was making him skeptical about where the hack they were heading to.

So there were a handful of questions and sinking feelings in his mind disrupting his carrying on.

Roughly 2 hours later, the weather was turning into rainy and cloudy, the sky seemed like a bovver boy that was tempted and well-prepared for any probable fight as if they had entered a new universe.

Fred was quite concerned over the weather as they had lost already two members due to a disaster,

And seemingly they would have to get rid of one more wrecking storm under this rotten weather.

Everybody had already started to brace themselves for the upcoming storm, meanwhile, the captain dispatched him a letter to hold a meeting with him by Clark.

When receiving the letter, Fred asked the Clark his whereabouts to conceal himself hilariously saying " hey weirdo how the hell have you extracted yourself out of hell?"

Clark was plain pitied because of something perhaps that Fred would be glad to hear of,

Then said " yeah do you really wanna have an injury hurting on your ass? Or you wanna be gone to my whereabouts?" quietly and kind of outrageously.

He had weirdly equipped a bloody baselard seeming like remained from Stone Age and Fred had never had a glance of it by the moment he saw it on Clark.

Consequently, Fred questioned him where did he find a weapon like this, then he answered " this is? It's not that difficult to find such a weapon, it's sold everywhere even in an out-of-the way place?"

Fred was of the opinion that he was asking in the most erroneous way, then again he said " no it's not my question, it seems too old one as if it was produced solely long before, isn't?

Clark was loath to respond to his questions any longer after Fred mentioned of this weapon, he darted a bored look at Fred for a while as if Fred was a pesky kid having mounting eagerness for sexuality, asking about it every so often that they were hostile to.

so Clark said " do you know you're askin' much more than a teenager? It's merely a goddamn  baselard produced everywhere and purchased in the territories of the Hispania (today Spain) , alright?

Just only shut it up then keep moving on 'till we're there ".

He had really extreme temper towards Fred , he did not even once satisfy Fred by answering properly and cordially.

Perhaps he had murdered someone before coming up to Fred to deliver the invention dispatched by the captain, so Fred could no longer even for a while keep doing nothing but fallowing him, for this reason.

Fred suddenly whipped out his old basket-hilted sword shouting " hey you fuckin' bastard drop the blade ! drop the goddamn blade !" holding his sword towards Clark's head and he kept exclaiming "you think you can have me on? I'm an astute warrior having seen a bulk of invasions, slaughters in a place where half of its population were beheaded heartlesy and exiled, you should presently be scrupulous to me, say where's the captain?".

When he turned back to Fred

His fulfilled eyes with extreme fury were bleeding juts like a flood, Fred was stunned of seeing this, then Clark suddenly plunged weirdly.

He patently was bleeding out, Fred could see his bloods flooding into the room next to him like a stream

Fred thought instantly Clark had perhaps been infected from some viruses unprecedented, even so, Fred was suspecting him of having him on one more, so he was trying to eye on him delicately while approaching.

Then he asked cowardly that whether he was in want for anything for his poor-health maybe some medicament used.

But clark seemed as if his whole body was converting itself into something painfully.

Fred was hearing clearly the broken bonds from top to bottom, then Clark commenced to growl like a wild wolf devouring an animal.

Fred suddenly backed off step by the last step he could do because of the recent-closed door after his entering , probably someone locked them in at nightfall, involved in a cooperation with Clark and Fred did no more know what to call him, consequently he said " What the hack is happening to you?"

Clark suddenly said with a rotten voice "Come up to me"

Fred said " how come I have to? "

Clark said again exclaiming " just come up to my face and then halt! ".

it was quite pissed off, Clark had no choice apart from performing what he was said to do, he thus did come sorely one step gradually when he was conscious of the breaths smelling bloody and just like a savage animal.

While Clark was sniffing both insanely and non-stop, He again started to snare at Fred fitfully " Come! Halt! Look in my eyes" four times maybe much more than Fred could remember at that time.

Anyway,

the time when Fred approached enough to scrutinize his face, Clark did not manifest any sing of living.

Fred surely assumed that he had already been killed of some diseases like black plague but this was far more fatal than it, and afterwards he kept scrutinizing his face till the time when he saw Clark's sharpened teeth looking just like a dog's or wolf's teeth that had enough strong to kill anyone with merely one deep bite, but at the same time, Fred could not prevent his instinct from controlling himself.

His instincts were pressuring his brain to distance enough from him and instead, contrive to get out.

Fred had to abide by his instincts, so he turned back and tried to unlock the locked door by extreme force but it was freaking no use to try to do so, then he thought that he could find the keys standing inside the private room of the captain, but the time that when he turned instantly back, the last thing he saw was a couple of gleaming eyes pissed off, staring at him, and some glowing light fitfully...