American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 291 Ghost Ship

It's a pity that the legendary Sirens, who have names and surnames, are actually three sisters. Maybe next time, Radalia can play this little game again.

After resting for a while, Heather and Penny got up, dressed, and prepared to make something to eat.

After all, none of them had eaten anything since midnight, and their stomachs were starting to rumble after the strenuous exercise.

Heather went to the storeroom and came back looking rather grim.

"Roy, I checked the storeroom, and there might not be enough food for us!"

"Oh? How much food is left?"

"If we don't count your appetite, it's probably enough to feed the rest of us for three days."

If you include Roy, it definitely wouldn't be enough to eat in a day.

Clearly, Roland Gordon's plan was to obtain the Box of Mourning within a few days, complete all the sacrifices, relieve his suffering, and then leave; he had no intention of staying at sea for too long.

“Go and wake Finnigan and ask him what to do.”

These kinds of things should ultimately be asked of professionals. Although Roy can drive a boat, he has no experience living at sea.

Finnigan yawned as he entered the driver's seat.

"What happened?"

Heather explained the current problem, and after listening, Finnegan looked at Roy with some surprise.

"Mr. Blake, do you have such a big appetite?"

"Hmm! With great power comes great appetite."

This made Finnigan laugh.

"Alright, hopefully Man won't ask you for royalties after his defeat! But I don't think food will be a problem. I usually store some fuel, food, and fresh water on some small islands. At the current speed, we should arrive at the storage point by midnight at the latest, and we can eat without worry."

Roy was relieved to hear Finnigan say that.

"Then let's empty the storage room and have a good meal!"

The main reason was that Roy was too hungry; constantly transforming on the San Diego was extremely taxing.

However, Penny still seemed to have some doubts.

"Let's keep some, just in case something happens."

Finnigan looked relaxed and very confident.

"What else could possibly go wrong? Could the speedboat really be that unlucky as to break down?"

This kind of prediction really shouldn't be made lightly. Just after Heather and Penny finished off all the food in the pantry and everyone had a good meal, the speedboat broke down not long after.

First, it shook violently, and then the whole ship rocked back and forth as if it were stuck, and black smoke quickly billowed from the engine.

Finnigan quickly shut off the engine and asked Joey to check it.

"The propeller got tangled in seaweed, which caused the engine to malfunction."

Joey didn't look too good when he returned from the checkup.

Roy was speechless. This was the deep sea, and he had no idea where this seaweed came from. They were really unlucky.

"Can it be fixed?"

“Some parts are broken. If there were spare parts, they could be repaired, but there aren’t any on board.”

Roy was speechless. This wrecked ship had nothing at all—no food, no spare parts.

"Fennigan, what exactly do you have on your ship? Why aren't you prepared anything?"

Finnigan could only give an awkward laugh.

"This ship was actually prepared by Ms. Catherine, not mine. I thought the job wouldn't take long, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

All eyes turned to Roland Gordon's secretary, Catherine, a middle-aged woman nearing fifty who seemed somewhat embarrassed.

"I did this on Mr. Gordon's orders."

Okay, so the blame has already been shifted onto the dead.

"Then we'll be stuck at sea?"

Serena was filled with worry; the thought of being out of food in the middle of the ocean terrified her.

Roy wasn't that scared. If all else failed, he would call Elizabeth over and have her take everyone away. The only problem was that altering some people's memories would be quite troublesome.

Elizabeth will definitely use this as an excuse to exploit Roy.

Just as he was about to reassure everyone, Joey suddenly spoke up to explain.

"The situation isn't that bad yet. Right now, only the main engine is unusable, but the secondary engine is still usable."

Upon hearing this, even Dalia, who had the best temper, became somewhat angry.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? I was terrified!"

"You didn't ask me!"

Joey felt wronged, and Finnegan, as a friend, quickly stepped in to mediate.

"Sorry, Joey can be a bit slow to react sometimes. But the secondary engine's power will be lower, so we still need to send a distress signal. Maybe a passing ship can rescue us."

Finnigan looked at Roy, wanting to get his opinion.

Roy stroked his chin, feeling that this might be acceptable; at least this way he wouldn't have to be exploited by Elizabeth.

"Okay, go send a distress signal."

Finnigan breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled the mute Joey along to get to work.

The speedboat restarted, but its speed was only one-third of what it used to be. This was only because Roy and his crew threw all the ballast explosives into the sea; otherwise, the speed would have been even slower.

This means that the supply island, which was originally scheduled to arrive at midnight, may not arrive until the afternoon of the following day.

The only good news was that Finnigan's distress signal was quickly answered, and they were told to bring their ship to the designated area to rendezvous.

"Mr. Blake, shall we go as they instructed?"

Roy now faces two choices.

One option is to continue on the island where the supplies are stored in Finnigan as originally planned, but the supplies in Finnigan are estimated to be limited, so Roy and his crew will still face the problem of not having enough food and fresh water.

At the current speed of the speedboat, it certainly won't reach the next storage point.

Then we can only choose the other option.

Although the ship that sent the signal was somewhat mysterious, it did not respond to Finnigan's radio throughout the entire process, but only kept instructing them to head to the designated sea area.

But even if it's bad, it shouldn't be worse than the first option, right?

Even if the signal was sent by pirates, there wouldn't be any problem with Roy around.

"Fenigan, move towards that area."

Finnigan nodded, turned off the speedboat's automatic cruise control, and began switching to manual driving mode.

Around 11 p.m., the speedboat began to approach the coordinates given by the signal, but at this time the people on the speedboat found that fog had rolled in.

While fog at sea is not uncommon, this fog seemed unusual. All the ship's electronic equipment malfunctioned, and only the radio signal was still guiding the speedboat toward its target.

Furthermore, this sea area appeared exceptionally calm, without the slightest sign of wind or waves, resembling a stagnant pool.

This strange phenomenon reminded Finnigan of a certain rumor.

"Ghost ship?"

Roy looked at Finnigan with surprise.

Finnigan nodded.

“An old captain once told me a story. One night he received a mysterious distress signal. Out of kindness, he followed the signal into a sea area filled with thick fog. In this area, all electronic devices would malfunction. Then he saw a huge cruise ship, and the distress signal came from that cruise ship.”

"and then?"

Upon hearing such an exciting story, Serena immediately pressed for more details.

"The old captain was cautious and didn't board the cruise ship, but a few of his braver crew members climbed aboard to explore. The old captain spent the whole night on his own ship in fear, feeling as if he could hear screams constantly ringing in his ears!"

The women at the scene were somewhat frightened after hearing the story and began to move closer to Roy, as if only Roy's body could bring them a sense of security.

"The next day, when the sun came out, the strange cruise ship and the thick fog disappeared together. And the crew members who went on the expedition never appeared again."

Is there such a thing?

Roy stroked his chin, finding it rather interesting.

In fact, the legend of ghost ships has never stopped since ancient times. The most famous ghost ship should be the Flying Dutchman, which has appeared in more than one film and television works.

Roy now suspects he's been dragged into the plot of some horror movie again.

At that moment, the sharp-eyed Joey pointed out the window and shouted.

"I saw that ghost ship you mentioned!"

Everyone looked out the window and saw a large ship quietly moored in the distance.

This large ship is about half the size of the San Diego, so it can also be considered a giant cruise ship.

The giant cruise ship's hull was covered in rust and parasitic creatures resembling barnacles, as if it had been submerged at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years.

Even the name of the cruise ship that was originally written on the hull was a little hard to read.

"Antonia Grassa?"

Roy could barely make out the ship's name, and upon hearing it, Catherine shuddered.

"I think I've heard that name before!"

Everyone looked at Catherine, and the female secretary quickly offered an explanation.

"This is a cruise ship registered in Italy. I remember it sank in a shipwreck more than ten years ago, and the location of the sinking has not yet been found. I know the name because I shorted that shipping company at Mr. Gordon's behest, so I remember it."

After Catherine mentioned it, Charles realized that he also owned a shipping company.

"I think I've heard of this ship before; it did indeed sink more than a decade ago!"

"Judging from this, it really is a ghost ship."

Roy watched the Antonia Graza approach, a look of interest in his eyes.

Joey swallowed hard. He was already timid, and now he felt like his bladder was about to burst.

"Should we hurry up and get the boat away?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the speedboat, which had been moving slowly, broke down.

Joey ran to the engine room and checked for a long time but couldn't find anything wrong with the auxiliary engine. He was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat, but the speedboat just wouldn't start.

"It seems the ghost ship doesn't want us to leave!"

Roy had a rough idea of ​​what was going on. Through his Eye of Truth, he could see that the ghost ship was filled with wronged souls, probably numbering in the thousands.

The combined spiritual power of thousands of wronged souls is enough to distort reality; simply rendering the speedboat unusable is a minor issue.

This is far stronger than the aggregate of vengeful spirits Roy found in the Ghost Mirror last time; the number is dozens of times greater.

"Joey, is it possible to find spare parts to repair the engine on such a large ship?"

Joey scratched his head, a somewhat insecure expression on his face.

"It should... be possible, right? I'm not sure, after all, this ship has been sunk for over a decade. Wait! Mr. Blake, you don't actually want to get on this ghost ship, do you?"

Roy's face darkened, and he suddenly felt like someone had stepped on his tail.

"What do you mean by 'boarding this ghost ship'? Cough cough, I mean 'logging in,' 'logging in'!"

Joey looked at Roy with a surprised expression, somewhat confused as to why he was so angry.

Unfortunately, Roy had made a mistake with a female robot in a moment of irrationality, something he desperately wanted no one to know.

After all, it's one thing to make mistakes against humanoid beings like ghosts, demons, and angels, but to not even spare a unicycle is truly defying the heavens.

So when Joey mentioned boarding the ghost ship, Roy immediately thought of this.

"Will it be dangerous?"

Charles looked with some concern at the Antonia Grassa not far away. The cruise ship was like a silent behemoth, waiting for its prey to come to it.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen! Don't forget, I can transform into an angel!"

Since Roy had said that, Charles couldn't offer any further advice.

Next, Roy began organizing a team to board the Antonia Graza with him.

Joey definitely needs to be brought along; he's the only mechanic on site, and only he can identify which parts are usable and which are not.

The rest depends on whether others volunteer.

Dalia initially expressed her reluctance to participate, as she needed to take care of her daughter, Ceci.

Subsequently, Amy, Charles, and Catherine all stated that they had no intention of participating.

Heather and Penny were both indifferent, leaving everything to Roy's ideas.

Finnigan was a very daring man, otherwise he wouldn't have done this business, but because someone who knew how to drive the boat had to stay on the speedboat, he had no choice but to stay.

Only Serena clearly expressed her desire to go on an expedition aboard the Antonia Graza with Roy.

Next was Trilin, who surprisingly also expressed her desire to board the Antonia Graza with Roy.

Cui Lin then offered an explanation.

“I remember one of my seniors saying that a luxury cruise ship was hosting a jewelry exhibition when it sank at sea, and the jewelry on board has never been found. I think that luxury cruise ship must be the Antonia Grassa. Roy, those precious jewels should still be on board. If you protect me and find those jewels, how about we split the money in half?”

Sure enough, the only thing that could help Cui Lin overcome his fear was money, but this woman's idea was really too good to be true.

Roy looked at Cui Lin with a half-smile.

"Now that I know the secret, why can't I have all the money?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Lin's face immediately fell. She had forgotten that although Roy could transform into an angel, his personality could sometimes be quite wicked.

"Alright, since you called me dad before, I'll save one for you."

Cui Lin (Phoenix Girl Version)
(End of this chapter)