Jason had never experienced what a cruise ship feels like when it starts moving until now. It almost reminded him of being a little tipsy; everything feels just a little off. Not enough to make him fall over, but just enough to make him feel slightly uneasy. But right now, that wasn’t the biggest problem that Jason was feeling. 

“Shit,” said Kelly, “we’re too late.”

Jason leaned forward towards the security associate. “Can’t we just stop the boat? Like, put it in reverse or whatever?”

The security associate just stared at him, but didn’t reply. 

“No,” said Kelly, “that’s not really how boat physics work. The amount of force needed to move the weight of the ship isn’t something that can be quickly undone. But we don’t have to truly leave the whole port. I’m sure we can spin around and dock somewhere else due to the severity of the situation, right?”

Kelly looked at the security associate for confirmation, but all she did was stare back into her eyes. Or, at least that’s what Kelly thought at first. Then she realized that the security associate wasn’t staring into anyone’s eyes. She was staring at what was behind the two of them. Kelly turned around and saw Goofy silently hovering right behind her and Jason.

Kelly screamed and jumped to the side. Jason looked at her, startled and confused.

“Whoa, what’s going on-”

Suddenly, Kelly saw a sharp blade appear out of Jason’s chest as he screamed. His body was lifted up off the ground by a sword in Goofy’s hands. Jason’s arms and legs flailed wildly as his screams intensified. He reached for the blade sticking out of his sternum, grabbing it firmly despite it now cutting his hands.

“Kelly… Kelly help me!” screamed Jason. She kept backing away into a corner, grasping around her, trying to find a wall or door. Tears started coming out of her eyes from all the fear as she struggled to keep her breath. 

“Kelly…” murmured Jason, this time with less energy as most of his blood had left his body and created a pool on the floor. Finally, Goofy flicked the sword up and down like he was flipping a pancake. Jason’s weight coming back down on the sword gave enough force that it cut through the rest of him; through his chest, neck, and head like butter. His now split body hit the ground along with the camera, shattering underneath.

Goofy calmly flicked the blood off his sword and admired his work, now forming an even bigger pool of blood. The security associate was still staring ahead blankly as Goofy took a slight step to the side as the blood made its way towards his large brown shoes. He looked at Kelly now as he stabbed the sword firmly enough into the floor to stick.

“Dear god, help me! Don’t you have a gun or something!?” screamed Kelly at the security associate. “Shoot him!”

The security associate gave no reaction. But now Goofy looked at the associate and nodded towards Kelly. Immediately, the security associate stood up like a robot, pulled out her gun, and started shooting at Kelly. Shocked, Kelly dropped to the ground and dove behind some seating. As bullets flew past, she crawled as fast as she could towards the exit door. 

Finally, she heard the gun click, so Kelly jumped up and started tapping furiously on the elevator door buttons. The security associate started reloading her pistol, all while Goofy simply stood still and watched everything unfold. Kelly finally heard a ding as the doors opened. She dashed into the elevator and got her body up against the side for the slight coverage possible as a new series of gunshots unloaded into the elevator. Kelly pressed whatever floor number she could and then just furiously tapped the door close button until they finally shut. 

Kelly let out a huge exhale. She’d made it out and needed to find anyone else to get help. Suddenly, the doors opened slightly, and a giant white glove reached in, grabbing Kelly by her hair and pulling her towards the mostly closed doors. The glove yanked her hard, slamming her head multiple times into the doors until finally the elevator started moving. The glove receded out of the door gap, but still clutched a lump of Kelly's hair until the floor-change ripped it off her scalp. Kelly screamed, but the pain was fleeting from all the adrenaline Kelly had. 

She slumped, seated against the side of the elevator, and touched the fresh bald spot on her head. It stung and left a little blood on her fingers. Kelly finally stood up when the elevator slowed down. She backed up to the back railing in the elevator and waited cautiously for the doors to open. The elevator gave out another ding, and the doors slowly opened to an average elevator hallway. 

Kelly stepped out cautiously into a very crowded area. All the people around her seemed to notice that she was sweaty, had spots of red on her, and a spot of missing hair on her head. They couldn’t tell if she was a character or just a weirdo, but nobody seemed to like it. Kelly looked around and got her bearings. Green carpet, Tangled-themed artwork on the wall; she must be on the 11th floor. She should be able to take the stairs from here to get to the main deck, alert the captain, and get security aware of what happened. Kelly started towards the stairway at the end of the elevator hall. 

Then she stopped. Should she alert the captain and other security? The associate down in their main office just unloaded two clips of ammo at her, so are they all in on this? Maybe she should just go pull an alarm and force the boat to go into safety mode. Then at least she wouldn’t be running into a full team of people trying to kill her. Unfortunately, they hadn’t done the safety lesson yet for everyone on board, so will anyone even know what to do?

“Look, Daddy, it’s Goofy!” yelled out a five-year-old boy.

Kelly turned around instantly and saw him there, stepping out of an elevator and staring at her. She started sprinting up the stairs and forgot all about where she was even heading. All she cared about now was to get away. The little kid walked up to Goofy for a hug, but Goofy just pushed the kid hard to the floor and kept moving towards Kelly. A late 30s man stopped right in Goofy’s way. 

“What the hell, man!?” he said, “Why you just shove my-” Before he could finish, Goofy simply grabbed the man's head with his giant gloves and pulled it off of his shoulders. He dropped the bloody head, and it fell into the lap of the five-year-old, now screaming, as blood fountained out of the body. The crowd started screaming and running in every direction as Goofy maintained his focus on Kelly. She had a good lead now, though, and Kelly knew the only option left to her: she needed to get to Ella’s room and figure out what was happening.