The night was without moon, darkness draped the ship as it plied the water
somewhere near Japan. The night so far was without incident and the date,
31st of October, the night for all beasts to rise.
The messdeck was now silent , a night of ghoulish movies to ring in
holloween was entertaining the crew earlier but now they were all gone, by
now they were off to slumber through night, with the exception of the
skeleton crew that mans the perpetual machinery thru the night .
On the mess deck all that remained of the movie watchers was bits of
popcorn, candy wrappers and cigarette buts , I swept them up leaving only
one task before i too could head towards  a warm rack and 2 good hours of
shut eye, that last
 
  On the deck of the old rusty ship the air was still and damp and clung to
your flesh , the darkness