The migrants have spent the night outside, under the thin rain, as questions were being asked and none answered. Bessomo's body has been carried out by the ship's crew in the meantime, and, after a while, everybody has been asked to head back to the hold.
On the way back, they've discovered the body of an unrecognisable passenger, laying in the corridor, his face tumid, his nose smashed, his teeth broken - and his throat cut open from behind. Stepping away from the fresh blood still spreading out from wall to wall, they've counted the missing people, and determined that two of them aren't accounted for. One of them, from Bangladesh, could be this short brown-skinned victim. But the other one, a tall and very black African, has simply vanished without a trace. Just like the ship doctor.
Pushed back into the hold, looking more terrified than ever, everybody is now ready to see his neighbour as a murderer.
Vitek is dead. He was Ali Benipuri, Bihari refugee [Town vanilla (urdu speaker)]
DarkoD13 is dead. He was Manassé Nsegimana, Tutsi policeman [Town cop]
Have a nice day 3.
Post edited December 11, 2013 by Telika