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“I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will; I'll go to it laughing.”
-Herman Melville, Moby-Dick-





Ghost Fu (The Parody Continues)


I looked at Cliff and then, at the darkness. Then, I looked back at Cliff.

"Play along and act scared, Cliff," I said as I drew my 38. Then, I pointed the gun at Cliff's face and screamed, "Come any closer and I'll kill the Governor's Son!"

I don't know what they were saying, but I could tell there were arguments among the ships crew. Suddenly, one of them began speaking in broken English.

You son of Governor?

No! This Motherfucker! There is a million dollar ransom, for his safe return. If anything happens to us, the deal is blown. I'll cut you in, and you can keep the boat. Just don't fuck this up for me.

OK! You my hostages. Leave gun here and follow.





Throughout the night; we faced interrogation after interrogation. I knew that there was only a matter of time, before holes began to appear, in our story.

With the morning light, we were lead onto the deck and our captives seemed more forceful and aggressive than before.

The water was dark and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Patches of sand were floating past. As we gazed in amazement, the small patches gave way to large swathes of the stuff.
The crews attention turned from us, to the grey waters.
Then, large bubbles that smelled of sulfur began to rise. The ship was losing buoyancy.

The vessel was throttled up, but we weren't moving fowward. We were going down.
All hands were on the deck. The ship began to list and the sulfuric fumes were making it hard to breathe.
The crew scrambled for the parts of the boat that were still above water. I had little choice but to jump into the water. I couldn't breathe and my eyes were burning. I couldn't tell where Cliff was, but I'm not ashamed to say that it was every man for himself.
"This is how it ends," I thought. Nobody is going to know what happened to us.





I don't know how I got there but I found myself on a gurney with several extraterrestrials surrounding me.
I tried to get up, but I was not in control of my mobility. I was able to look around and that's when I saw my brother. They had him in another gurney and they were performing some sort of medical procedure. I tried to call out to him, but I couldn't talk. Then, one of the humanoids spoke, without moving it's mouth.
"It's alright. We aren't going to hurt you.
A small humanoid with slightly more organic looking features was shown to me.
"This is your son," it said to me.

I felt an instant connection with the kid and I was sure that they wanted me alive, after that.
Then, they draped something over my face. That's the last thing I remember.



I woke, in my own bed, with a fresh recollection. So, I went to the phone to the phone and checked on cliff. His wife said that he was sleeping.

Then, I thought about the boat we had lost. I owed another 200,000 dollars to some gangsters on the other coast.
I called our financial backer to see if we can work out a payment plan, but I was shocked to hear him praising me for making the delivery.
I hung up the phone, in awe and pondered what was next. It was time to go to Detroit.

To be continued...