Remnants - part 6
Jason stared out the large picture window of the old bungalow at the ship riding the waves between himself and the horizon. There was a long pier that he’d walked to the end...
Jason stared out the large picture window of the old bungalow at the ship riding the waves between himself and the horizon. There was a long pier that he’d walked to the end, staring at the boat, the size of a smallish yacht. On its deck, several bodies lay in unchanging positions that appeared impossible to attain.
Jason had watched a long time, but none moved. He was sure they were dead, and no one else ever emerged from the topside cabin. The boat was evidently anchored securely so that it never floated away nor was driven to shore.