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Part 3 

McLadden woke up and found himself in a dark and moist room, positioned on a hard stool and bent over an ice cold table. “Is this about the pizza?” Viik asked nervously. “Hand the pizza over now!” he heard from the dark side of the brown bulked table. “Crap, Buggers said there was something wrong with that” he mumbled back. “What? We just want some pizza, that’s it”, a tall man with a white suit stepped into the light from the window. “Darn fuses dying all the time” he continued with a clearly annoyed voice. “Ever since those darn crewmembers saw this anime called Higurashi they’ve been crazy about lolis, can’t get a moments peace. Why did the company decide to get a new boat at this very moment, so unlucky. They tricked them into naming the ship LolisF TW – LOng Liberty Industrial Services Fancy Transporting Wessel, just cos our company does transports. Real nut jobs at the top, don’t even know how to spell -Vessel-.” while the suit man continued to whine about his misfortune Viik looked around. It was a rather cozy room, much like an office, but with large LCD TVs and computers, a real movie enthusiast’s room.

McLadden found out he was hit by some cargo and accidentally got shuffled unnoticed onboard, this seemed highly unlikely so it seemed about correct. Sam had a bunch of great ideas but Viik wasn’t stupid enough to listen while he was enclosed in this cargo ship, and not when he had met such a nice yet really odd man. The ship was heading for the US, long trip for Viik, furthest he had ever been from Norway was the UK. He had visited London with a few mates totally random once, Viik and his friends liked randomness, they lived for no reason. Except from the fact that Viik was an atheist and didn’t think there was a reason behind life, they lived for the motto “no reason”, not being emo kids squabbling around shouting about their misery. Viik was a perfectly happy boy.

Viik borrowed a satellite phone and called home to let his parents know what had happened, they were furious but Viik only reminded them what Rolph had told him, vacation is relaxing. Rolph was all about relaxation, as the days on the ship passed Viik had many a night in the comfortable bed he borrowed, nicely positioned in front of a whooping forty-two inch LCD TV which was hooked up to the captain’s, mister green sunglasses aka Ralph Maddens laptop.

But this very morning, it was horrible, Viik screamed as hard as he could, he had never experienced something this gruesome.