Something is odd, you take a longer look

As the crewmen and a couple of passengers start walking in your direction, you watch the other passengers reach the couples lounging on the beach. There is something very disturbing about all this. Why are they all going towards occupied deck chairs? The scream from the cave comes back to your memory. You do not know why but you shiver.

Suddenly, another scream coming from the beach drags you out of your reverie.

From this distance it is hard to understand what is happening. For a moment, the newcomers and the lounging tourists seem to be engaged in some kind of struggle but soon the fuss subsides, the newcomers mingling with the tourists. You can feel deep down that something very wrong is underway. When a woman starts running from the deckchairs and one of the newcomers performs an inhuman leap to pin her to the sand, an irrational fear grabs your guts and forces you to stand up.

Was Nicole telling you the truth?

You look around trying to find a way out. That door ajar, behind the bar, leading back to the beach, it could do. The creatures coming your way are still far, they might not notice you.

You do not loose a second and in no time you find yourself behind the hut. You close the door on the protests of the barman.

Leaving him behind, a hint of remorse hits you. Either you are wrong and you should not flee or you are right and you are leaving him to a fate worse than ****. But what are you options? You see none, you could not have convinced him in time to leave discreetly, you would have sacrificed yourself and it turns out that you are no hero.

You stop thinking and, driven by the determination of your fear, you walk past the kegs of beer and the crates of empty soda bottles into the blazing morning sun.

In front of you, just a few dozens yards away, the edge of the forest, safety? You really hope so.

As you reach the shade, you hear the Barman’s voice behind you.

“Good morning! What can I get you all? A piña colada perhaps?”

The four monsters have already reached the bar. You need to get out of here. You start running.

A hundred yards into the forest you hear the lonely scream of the bartender behind you.