Chapter 13

Chapter 13: The Red Deck

The slow motion of the boat rocked back and forth. Ralph felt a little queasy. He was sitting in a cabin alone, it was his time to think. Jack had stayed back on the island when he saw the officer he ran back into the forest screaming. They didn't have anytime to wait and see if he would come back so we left. He couldn't rid my conscience of the feeling of man slaughter. Jack had killed Piggy and Simon so wasn't it fair that he died too? What if Jack died on the Island? He would feel bad..
Ralph was still pondering as he heard a pair of footsteps coming toward his cabin door. He open it in time to see Sam'n'Eric walking toward the doorway. “Ello,” He said meekly.
“Ello,” they called back. They walked into the cabin in step.
“Have you guys been well,” Ralph asked not knowing what to say.
“Yeah,-”
“Look Ralph we're-”
“-Jack forced us! He wouldn't let us go-”
“-we didn't want to hurt you but the paint!-”
“-and the meat was so good!”
“Guys Wait!,” Ralph called out. “It's fine, I'm not mad at you guys, I was just thinking...”
“About what?” two voices asked.
“About, you know stuff, Jack and the island and Piggy and Simon and...” Ralph didn't have to go on, They understood. They sat in silence for a while all stuck in their own thoughts. He got up and walked to the door way. “I'm stepping out for a bit.” He didn't wait for an answer.
He walked up the steps and went up on deck. His head was hurting very badly, as was his chest where my heart should be. Ralph found a shady corner sat down and leaned against the cool metal wall. He looked at what he didn't know would be his last look at life and closed his eyes never opening them again.
Roger was standing there on the boat watching ans the lil'uns trampled around. He was still thinking about what had happened on the island, carrying the executers ax. He saw something shiny out of the corner of he eye and looked throughout the rope a revolver. He picked it up and pulled the trigger pointing in a random direction just to see if it worked. As soon as he had fired he heard a thump as Percival Wheems Madison hit the ground. He gagged then giggled as he felt the rush of adrenalin as all the lil'uns screaming as blood leaked all over the deck. He smiled and turned away to find his next victim.
Sam'n'Eric were sitting in Ralph's cabin as they heard gunshots. They ran out to the deck and saw blood covered, red deck. They heard foot steps and looked up to see the murderous glare of Roger standing there with a murderers gun in hand. They screamed as he held it up to them. He fired and Sam got hit, blood flew as he passed out onto the deck. Eric screamed and punched roger in the pills, took the gun and fired.
Everyone screamed as they heard shots ring out across the ship. Lil'uns were running every wear and screaming incoherent things. The whole ship was buzzing with activity as everyone ran strait to the part of the ship were the shots had sounded from. They got there just in time to see Rogers body fall overboard into the ragging sea and a twin holding his bloodied identical mirror image in his hands.