Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
Author's note. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old.
Not so much erotic horror yet. Will be in later chapters.
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"What happened to everyone on that ship, Jenna?" Dr. Wallman said while seated at his desk, seated across a blond-haired girl who had her thin fingers against her temples.
Warm sunlight slipping into the therapist's office through the window's transparent glass, Jenna brought her hands to the desk's wooden before leaning a bit forward.
"It should be obvious, right? Do I literally have to spell it out for you? The whole story?" Jenna said, the therapist's brown eyes aimed at her blue ones.
Dr. Wallman's eyes seemed to belong on a different eye set. Eyes as creepy as a man's soundless footsteps while he runs against solid metal.
An creepiness someone could not comprehend.
When Jenna averted her gaze to the desk, which a steam-emitting coffee mug sat on, Dr. Wallman grinned. He clasped his hands together before saying, "You seem like you hate me, Jenna. Did something happen recently that made you have an unreasonable dislike for people?"
"Not just people." Jenna said before rubbing her arms, as if she was outside in a blizzard hurling descending, bitter snow.
Dr. Wallman furrowed his eyebrows for a brief moment. He took a sip from his mug, the sole person in the room with a drink.
Still seated in that soft chair, Jenna said, "Not everyone is even human."
The therapist nodded.
He reached into his khaki pants pocket with his free hand, pulled out his cellphone as Jenna kept her gaze on the desk, started voice recording while the eighteen-year old in the room remained unaware.
Outside, a kid screamed.
The sound made Jenna's mind fill with a scream that had accompanied a person that had been older than the kid. A person Jenna held sweet love for.
"Your eyes made me think about someone I loved. Still love. But this was back when that person wasn't who they used to be." Jenna said, giving the therapist a vague confession.
She took a trembling breath.
Dr. Wallman took a breath filled with trembling excitement. He said, "Whenever you're ready, please tell me everything that happened, darling."
Jenna brought her focus to the man, nodded.
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Some time ago, twenty-four year old Carlos Gomez pumped his shotgun before leading his group into a huge ship that was said to harbor gold.
"Why the shotgun?" Kyle said, standing closest to the open door as a chilled night wind slipped in to bring goosebumps erupting across his neck.
He grasped the ship entrance door's metal, shut the door, sealing himself and the people accompanying him from the ocean outside.
He held warm appreciation for the fact the ceiling lights above let his short blond hair glow.
