Getting inside the washroom, i immediately saw him. Jeremiah Gabeslock. He was washing his hands, and he suddenly noticed me the moment i walked in.
He stared at me for a moment, and he recognized me. A smile showed up on his face, looking delighted to see me. "Jaden? Well isn't it nice to meet you again!"
For a moment, i smiled back and acted all friendly with him so sincerely. With his friendly approach, i almost forgot the reason why i wanted to see him. "You too, Jerry." I replied.
"So how did you got here on the top deck? Are you on a break or..."
"I am on a break." I stated.
He walked towards me feeling comfortable to approach me. "How was your stay here in this cruise ship? I was really happy here, and it's kinda sad that it had to end so soon."
"Mm, my stay here was fine. I didn't got here because i'm a passenger for a vacation, i'm actually just a part of the crew. And we were restricted to go here in the top deck during breaks."
Then he looked confused. "Really? Then... you're violating rules? Aren't you suppose to be on a break?"
I smiled victoriously on his face, "This is my win, Jeremiah." I told him as i locked the door behind me.
He got confused even more. "W-What? What are you saying Jaden?"
His eyes went wide when i showed him my gun. He took a few steps back.
"Also, the name's not Jaden... it's Hudson Foldsworth."
Now he looked completely shocked.
"No way... i..."
"Or do you prefer my other name? William Jean Flinn."
"THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL THAT YOU CAME BACK!" He screamed. Before he could do that again, i quickly shoot him on his legs.
As he fell, i went to him and drew out the knife on my pocket. He looked at me with terror and fear written on his face. "Y-YOU---Aghh!..." i slit his throat just enough to make him stop talking.
Blood started to flow out of him and scattered on the floor.
"I am Hudson, the man you killed five years ago. I came back to return all the pain you gave me." I told him, and as i caressed his cheeks, i gently stabbed it with a knife.
He screeched in pain, and it made me laugh. "So Jerry, i hope you accept it."
He just kept screeching painfully as i stab him a lot on different parts of his body. And when i was done, i was ready to leave. Before i leave, i've taken a good look at him.
His death is truly near enough.
"Bye Jerry." Then i left him to die.
But as i got out of the washroom, it was so misfortunate to have a person see me. I was careful enough not to let the blood stain on my suit, but it was inevitable.
I am covered in blood.
And this guy can see me, he probably heard what happened inside the washroom too. "No way, H-Hudson..."
So unlucky, of all people, why does it have to be---"Hello, Dylan." I smiled at him.
He looked so terrified, as if he saw a murderer.
"It's sad that you have to see me like this, and haven't i told you not to wander too much this night?"
"Y-You killed someone..."
"Yeah, and the next one is you." Then i pointed a gun at him, and quickly shot him straight at the head.
A quick painless death for a person i actually considered as a friend.
I looked around to see if there are other people around, and i was lucky to know that no one else was there. I glance back at Dylan's dead body.
I felt sad to see him like this.
But i had no choice.
I never wanted to kill anybody else.
After that, i quickly left and ran back to my quarters.
Tomorrow morning, it was reported that Jeremiah was found dead in the washroom with multiple stab wounds and gun shots. No one talked about Dylan being gone because all that ever mattered were the people in the higher classes.
Commoners have no place in media and their death is not to be cared about.
There were multiple suspects that was under investigation and it's kind of funny that they pin pointed at some of Jeremiah's business rivals and people that were issued to be after his head. I'm really lucky.
Also, there was another reported death about a man that i think was named... Creighton? Was it that?
It reminded me of my encounter with George last night. Maybe that's what he meant.
As i got my pay, i finally get to step back to land. And there i admired the huge cruise ship before me. It felt like a dream being here.
Then Dylan's face flashed on my mind.
I sighed and left already.
"Hey!" A familiar voice called. As i turned to look back, i saw George walking towards me. "That was crazy, you tortured the guy until he was dead." He laughed like he was insane.
"And you also killed someone too." I mentioned.
He placed his arms on my shoulder and we continued walking. "Yeah, that guy deserves it."
Whatever he meant, i didn't bother asking. Everyone holds a grudge against someone, and aims to kill them for revenge. He is just another person like me.
"Continuing last night, i think you have time to talk about it now." I said to him.
"Ah yes, right, last night... you asked me---"
I cut him off. "Why and how much do you know me?"
He smiled and corrected me. "I think you mean, how much do i know about Hudson Foldsworth."
"What---"
"How can a little girl like you ever be named as Hudson anyway? So don't act surprised."
He saw right through me.