It started with a cold wind across the cheek and an unnatural silence. The skeletal bowels of a D Class Zephyr is scary enough without mysterious goings ons, but then the killing started. At first we thought it an accident. Accidents seemed to be related to that strange door, though. The door was built to go nowhere since it was sloppily welded to the hull and upside down.
Like all new recruits Anthony took an interest in that door. The maintenance workers I spoke with said if you knock three times, loudly, for it's thick steal, the devil his self would answer. Anthony must have thought that interesting.
Anthony claimed he was different and better than the rest of us workers. He was going to prove the rumors wrong but most of all he was going to prove how tough he was. I don't know if he ever knocked on that door, but I know he was down there when the boiler exploded. Three men died that night.
There have been other accidents in the history of this particular Zephyr, but Anthony's Memory lives on. He wasn't afraid of ghosts or devils.
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I'm not proud of this one, just trying to make deadline. >.<
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