Day 23

I didn't want to believe it. But there is definitely something in the ocean with us. I don't know what they are, and they're certainly not human. Mark saw them first, about a week ago and no one believed him. I called him delusional and sent him back to his quarters. But I saw them. Just now swimming alongside our vessel. Through the darkness, I couldn't quite make out what they looked like. Not at first, but through scrutiny, I was able to make out bodies that looked very human, yet they moved like fish. Pale and sickly, but the thing that concerned me was how big their heads were. Big balding heads, and it looked like they had massive jaws...

Day 24

I contemplated talking to Mark about them but he grew furious when I sent him to his quarters...I wasn't sure how to bring it up to him. I eventually will, but not right now. I'm certain there's something in these waters with us.

Day 25

Duran is drunk again. As he always is. He hit the bottle with ferocity this afternoon. I ordered Paz to keep an eye on him. The last thing we need is him falling overboard. Overboard with those things.

Day 26

Duran's gone missing. Paz said he was keeping an eye on him the entire time (I trust that he was), he looked away for one second and Duran was gone. He searched the area for him and found nothing. He said he couldn't quite see into the waters due to it being dark but he saw nothing. He said there was no sign that Duran even fell overboard. We searched every inch of this boat, over and over again, and found nothing.

Day 27

I told Mark about the creatures. He took it far better than I thought, agreed that he probably sounded insane, but was glad I believed him. I can tell he's worried. We agreed to keep it to ourselves. Paz and Kevin had been dealing with enough after Duran's disappearance.

Day 28

Paz and Kevin were on the deck when they encountered one of those things. Kevin said they saw it crawling up the side of the boat. It lept through the air and attacked Paz, tearing up his hands and arms beyond recognition. He'd lost a lot of blood, and it's a miracle that he's still alive. Kevin grabbed the rifle and fired eight rounds into it before it fled back into the waters.

We need to return to the mainland. Paz will not survive for more than a few days.

If that.

Day 29

Paz killed Kevin. I was in my quarters when I heard the blood-curdling scream from Kevin's quarters. Mark and I ran down the hall, and that's when we saw Paz. He'd turned into one of those things. His once dark skin, now pale, his body malnourished, his head enlarged. Those fangs. Those fangs with Kevin's flesh dangling from the tips. He had Kevin's head in his mouth, tearing away at his face.

We shot Paz. Five shots. Two to his torso, three to his head. The second shot removed his lower jaw, and he still moved as if nothing was wrong. The third shot removed everything from his forehead up.

We couldn't risk Kevin turning into one of those things. We locked both of their bodies in one of the closets. Using pieces of furniture to barricade the door.

Day 30

Paz and Kevin have escaped. More have joined them, I estimate that there are at least six of those things on board. They're so fast. So reckless. Climbing across the ceiling and along the walls. Mark and I managed to lock ourselves in the freezer, we adjusted the heat to where it's livable. There is some food for us. But just a little.

They're so loud. So damn loud. Their movements, their snarling, their growling. They are truly animalistic. We can hear them tearing through the boat, we can hear them bashing at the metal door.

Day 31

We saw both Kevin and Paz. Paz with the top of his head removed, his brains dripping out as he ran across the ceiling. We saw Kevin, most of his face completely gone. Somehow we could still recognize him.

Still some food, but not a lot. More and more sounds. The door won't hold for long.

Day 34

Mark is dead

Day 35

I locked myself in the engine room. I found my revolver. Bullets don't hurt them.

All I need is one round.

This door won't hold for long.

This will be my final entry. To whoever finds this, destroy this boat. Destroy whatever remains. We may appear to be dead, but we are not I assure you. Destroy the boat.

Do not bring these things to the mainland.

Destroy Everything.

Please forgive me, Lord.

Captain Ro