I saw everyone panicking and turning their heads away, not looking at the broken boat. I didn't know what was going on. In this unclear situation, I didn't dare to act on my own, so I quickly followed their example and turned my back. The woman said to me tremblingly, "No matter what happens, don't turn your head away. Even if something touches you, you have to pretend you don't know."
When I heard this, I broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "Don't scare me. What can touch me here?"
She rolled her eyes at me and said softly, "It's no use not to believe me. You'll know in a moment. Turn your head away now!"
Seeing her say such evil things and seeing the other crew members looking terrified, I thought they were not trying to scare me, so I asked softly, "You have to tell me, what on earth is that?"
The woman gestured to stop talking and said, "Shut up, the ghost of the wronged person is here to claim your life."
The more she said this, the more scared I felt. My neck involuntarily wanted to turn around to look, so I pinched my thigh, and the muscles on my neck stretched as if they were in a plaster cast.
The boat was shaking violently in the wind and waves, and the deck was still creaking, and it sounded like it was about to fall apart. I grabbed the two iron rings on the boat's hook with my hands and held on with my buttocks, but my upper body was still shaking, and my neck couldn't move. I was swaying back and forth like a tumbler, and several times I was almost thrown out of my hands.
At this time, I could already hear the sound coming from the so-called ghost ship, creaking, as if someone was walking on the deck. I was already soaked by the sea water, and with my cold sweat, I felt very uncomfortable. I couldn't help but whisper to the woman: " Why does it seem like someone is walking on the deck? Did you see it wrong just now?"
The woman was very scared and her mouth was clenched. I looked in the direction of her mouth and saw the situation behind her clearly printed on the glass of the ship's hold. A fishing boat of similar size to ours was swaying behind us and getting closer and closer to us. I could see it more and more clearly. Soon I saw that there was a layer of white cotton-like sea rust on the boat. Judging from the thickness, it must have been soaked in the sea for more than decades. I really couldn't understand how such a boat could still float on the sea. And there was a light on it.
The ghost ships that appeared in those stories were all very dilapidated, but basically still able to sail, but this one must have been completely scrapped, and it looked like it had sailed up from the bottom of the sea. My mind worked quickly, and I recalled the reports I had read about ghost ships, and it seemed that none of them mentioned a ship like this.
The boat was getting closer and closer. I felt something was wrong and whispered, "Miss, this doesn't seem to be a solution. It looks like the ghost boat is planning to hit us. Why don't you ask the fishing boss to run at full speed and run away?"
The woman was also a little scared, her hair all stuck to her face, and she didn't even think of brushing it off. She said, "When he wants to escape, the fishing boss will escape on his own. Our two boats are about the same size, so we are not afraid of him ramming us. Hold on tight and don't fall off."
I couldn't tell from the tone of her voice whether she was reminding me or mocking me, "I'm just worried that he'll jump off the boat and run away, and you won't be able to do anything about him."
"Don't stir up trouble here. This fishing boat is the life of these fishermen. He will never leave the boat even if he dies." The woman got a little angry. "If you talk any more nonsense, I will push you off!"
When I heard such a fierce sound, I stopped talking and focused my attention on the ghost ship on the glass. I estimated that due to its speed, it would not cause much vibration when it hit (I later realized that this was an idiot idea), and my heart gradually calmed down.
The ship was getting closer and closer, and I could clearly see that there was nothing on the ship. I thought I would see some horrific scenes, but I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The ship was approaching very quickly and was almost touching our ship. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and prepared to withstand the impact.
It was a moment, and suddenly, the sound behind disappeared. I waited for more than ten seconds. I estimated that even if he wanted to hit us ten times, there was still no movement. I couldn't help but feel strange. At this time, I heard the creaking sound of the deck coming from behind me again. I felt a little panicked and secretly squinted one eye to look at the glass of the hold. The ghost ship was already side by side with us, and there was nothing behind me.
I breathed a sigh of relief and looked to the side, only to see that the woman next to me was staring at the glass of the hold like me, and was frozen in fear. I felt like something was wrong, and when I looked closely, I saw two dry hands on her shoulders.