Stepping into the darkroom, the girl slowly closed the door behind her. After taking a look around she noticed there wasn't much to see in this light. Except, for shadows lingering in the darkness.
There was a glow of light over what looked like an arm of a chair that seemed to be coming from the window, on the other side of the room. It looked to be coming from a street light, outside. The glow also trailed along the floor to the left of the room. It came to a stop at a black object which you couldn't make out clearly at this distance.
Suddenly that object moved forward until it appeared in the light. It looked like a shoe, the sort you found on a high-class, businessman. And, as it's twin moved up beside it, the girl felt herself moving backwards until her back pressed up against the wall.
"So, you came..." a deep male voice echoed around the room. It was as if that voice was bouncing back of the walls, themselves. "You are either very brave or just foolish?" Another foot forward, then another as the light slowly travelled up until it reached their waist.
"Try, determined!" The girl answered back. "Determined, to put an end to this. Once and for all."
Suddenly a strange laugh echoed around the room. "You think you can stop all this by yourself?" He sounded very amused. When he got no answer, he continued, "As I said, you are either brave or foolish but they all count for one thing... suicidal."
"If that is true and this will all end, right here..." The girl suddenly went silent as if this was a movie and was delaying the moment. "Then reveal yourself to me." The girl slowly stepped away from the wall and moved further into the room.
The silence was so deafening, you could have heard a pin drop. Then slowly, but surely the man moved his left foot forward and then the right. The light continued to travel up his chest until it reached his neck, then he stopped dead again. "It truly surprises me that you haven't worked out who I am, yet. And, that sure does wound me." Then slowly he took that last audible step, allowing the light to move up over his jaw to reveal his slightly, opened mouth where his tongue was now swirling around his lips in a very intimate way.
Slowly, backing out of my cabin I took in my appearance for the umpteen time; a Strapless, black dress flowing all the way to my ankles with black sandals to match. I hoped it wasn't too over the top for my first performance. This very night was making me nervous but it was what I had worked so hard for.
This moment suddenly reminded me of the dream I just had, it was my first one that didn't end in violence. Could my dreams be turning into something else, something more pleasurable? It was about time...
Suddenly, I was snapped out of my thoughts as someone decided to bump into me.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
I slowly turned around to see who the voice belonged to... I came face to face with a middle-aged man whose smile was getting wider by the second.
"Oh, how beautiful," he purred in a deep voice.
Never understood, why I only attracted guys like him? Ever since I could remember, the guys that hit on me were either too old or just too clingy. This guy was both. Why couldn't I attract guys my own age or just the ones that didn't look as lustful as this guy was?
Attempting my usual weak smile which I knew barely lifted the corners of my lips. "Thank you!" Hoping I sounded as polite as I could but this moment was reminding me of the last time someone looked at me like this.
That other guy had made me feel as if he was ready to have his way right there and then... That moment alone had almost put me off, men. Until I found someone better and this guy in front of me certainly wasn't.
"Paul, Paul Mann." He introduced himself as he continued to grin at me, like the cat that had gotten the cream. Well, he certainly wasn't going to get what he wanted.
"Angela..." I started to introduce myself.
"Oh, yes," Paul quickly interrupted me. "You're one of our new singers… Your poster certainly doesn't reveal the true you. Angela Cartridge, isn't it?"
"Angela Cartwright," I corrected him.
"Yes, that's right. Oh, I can't wait to see you sing."
"I think you meant hear me sing," I corrected him, once again.
Paul's grin grew even wider as he started to lean towards me which caused me to take a step back until my back collided with the wall. I wished it had been the door, then I could have closed it between us.
He started to raise his hand and it looked like he was going to touch me. This guy was truly freaking me out. I started to slide my backside along the wall, hoping I could slip away from him. To my relief, he decided to place his hand against the wall... Unfortunately, stopping me in my tracks.
"No, I most certainly meant to see you sing." Paul continued to purr at me. Why couldn't this guy get the hint and leave me alone?
At that moment, I caught sight of a pair of eyes that moved past my vision. I continued to follow those eyes as they made their way down the corridor. Those wonderful eyes seemed to belong to a guy, about my age with short dark hair. His hair lit up a golden colour under the spotlights above. I also noticed how his bright blue eyes and that small hint of a smile lit up his face... That was until he disappeared around the corner.
Now, that was one guy I wouldn't mind attracting. But instead, I had to put up with the one in front of me.
Taking that moment to turn back to Paul, who was now leaning even closer was still talking away as if he hadn't noticed my distraction. "So, you will join me for a drink after your performance?" Paul was asking.
I truly don't want to spend another minute in his company let alone have a drink with him.
"Is everything alright here?" Another voice interrupted my thoughts.
I turned my head towards that voice and found myself staring into those same blue eyes, I saw a moment ago.
"What's it to you, doctor?" Paul answered him in an annoying tone.
The two guys turned to face each other. It looked like they were having a staring match. I guess they must know one another... Why wouldn't they? Both of them were wearing the same white shirts with the logo of the ship embroiled in them. so it proved they both worked on the same ship?
"I think you have paid enough attention to this, young lady." The guy, who I presumed was the ship's doctor, finally added.
"We were just getting started." Paul surely didn't know when to give up.
I could see they were close to a fight and I didn't want that to happen. "Guys..." I interrupted, hoping I could stop whatever was about to occur. They both took that moment to look at me, in shock which made me feel like I had grown an extra head. "I really need to get to work," I continued to say.
The Doctor took that moment to take a step back and stretched his arm out to the side of him. "Certainly, Miss Cartwright," he calmly stated.
"I'll catch up with you after all this ends. That's if you're still around?" Paul said as I started to walk away from them both.
What had he meant by that? I guess he meant meeting up after my performance. But why did he state it that way? I could feel a chill flowing right through me which quickly made me turn back around, almost colliding with the Doctor.
"Is everything alright, Miss Cartwright?" The Doctor asked with concern.
After a quick look back behind the doctor, I noticed that Paul had already disappeared. I truly never wanted to see him again, anyway.
I looked back at the Doctor and found myself staring into those blue eyes of his... Being this close made his eyes look like the ocean. I quickly looked down and away, falling upon his lips which were slightly parted, looking very moist. They looked so inviting...
Wait, what I'm I thinking? I don't even know this guy and was already thinking about kissing him. I quickly shook my head. "I'm fine, thank you." I finally added. Why, I'm I still standing here, staring at him? What must he think of me? I had to get away from him before I turned into a love-sick puppy, myself.
I quickly turned my back on him and continued walking down the corridor. Now, I was being rude but I still couldn't bring myself to turn back around. So, I kept walking away, determined not to look back over my shoulder.
I slowly made my way into the lounge, where I could see lots of people waiting for me. That sudden feeling that always made me feel like running was slowly making a comeback but where could I run? I was on a ship in the middle of the ocean. Not this time, though. This was my dream. Even though, I still couldn't believe I was truly here.
"You're late, Miss Cartwright." An older woman approached me. "One thing you must never do is keep your audience waiting."
This was my boss. (The professor lady of the lounge) Well, that was what she was known as. I could see why... She made you feel like you were back at school, again.
"That is my fault, Mrs Keats." Now, that voice sounded familiar and it was coming from behind me. I turned around to find the Doctor stepping up beside me. Was he following me or just coming this way, himself? This was one guy I truly didn't want to turn out to be a stalker.
"I wanted to make sure she was fit enough to go on stage," the Doctor added, after a silent pause.
"Whatever, I don't really care. I just want you on that stage, right away." My boss exclaimed before walking away.
"Thank you, once again."
"No problem. Now, on you go," the Doctor said as he gently placed his hand on my back. "I can't wait for you to blow me away with that voice of yours," the Doctor continued to say.
I slowly nodded my head and started to make my way through the crowds as the musicians on stage started to announce my arrival. I would really like to get to know this Doctor. Hopefully, he will still be around after my performance.
When the people all around me started clapping, I knew I had to get my head out of the clouds and start focusing on my performance.
I stepped up on the stage, behind the microphone and slowly lifted my head to face everyone. This weird feeling started washing over me. I was trying my best to fight it but it felt like it was taking over my whole body. This truly frightened me, I had never felt as scared as this before.
As the lights in the room started dimming, I took a deep breath and started looking around, hoping it would relax me. I then caught sight of those blue eyes, again... Even from across the room, I could see how bright they were. They somehow were shining like animals' eyes do in the dark. What was really strange, though, those eyes were calming me down, slowing bring my courage back to me.
I started singing and the musicians started joining in with me.
After a moment or two, those blues disappeared completely. I started wondering where he had gone? The pressure in my stomach was starting to rise again. Why couldn't I relax without those ocean blues?
I started looking around the room, hoping to find those eyes again or something else that would help me. I started to realise that everyone I looked at started disappearing, one by one.
Why was everyone leaving? These people weren't walking away, they were just simple disappearing as if fading from existence. No, this was just my nerves playing tricks on me, I truly hoped it was, anyway. Of course, nobody can disappear like that. Get a grip, will you?
Before I knew it, there was no-one left in the room, not that I could see of and to make things worse the musicians behind me also took that moment to stop playing. I had only just gotten started but knew this was the end of my career, already. I never thought my voice would literally blow people away.
I stopped singing and waited for the lights to go back on. But for some reason, they didn't. I then waited for my boss to live up to her name… No voices came either. What the hell was going on? Where was my boss?
I turned around to face the musicians, to see if they could tell me what was going on or at less settle my nerves.
What I saw made a shiver go down my spine. I stared wide-eyed at the space behind me... The band had disappeared along with their instruments. This was all getting very creepy, I was really scared now. More than I can ever remember being.
I slowly turned back around, hoping that everything would be back to normal and this had just been my imagination running wild. But no, everything was still the same... No movement or sound, except for a soft vibration noise which I knew must just be the engines beneath me.
I couldn't possibly be the only one left, could I? No, of course not. This was just my mind playing tricks. Either way, where the hell had everyone gone?