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Name: Sierra- Location: Room 7B-

Sierra was busy cleaning a room when the Apocalypse started. It had all been a usual day, she went around the cruise ship, entering open rooms and cleaning. She placed chocolate mints underneath the pillows, took her tips, and did the same old routine she did everyday. She wanted to sneak inside some of the safes, since she knew the reset codes to all of them, but of course that would get her fired. So she kept on keeping on, and tried to enjoy herself. It wasn't until she approached room 8B, that she even knew anything was wrong, she took the key card to open up the door. The little badge that said 'Do Not Disturb' sat on the floor, Sierra picked it up and sighed, it was stuck between the door and the tile flooring outside. On it was specks of red stuff, patches of it was started to turn brown, drying out. Sierra gagged, whatever was on this sign, was going to be a bitch to clean. She rolled her eyes and opened the door to the room, what she saw made her want to scream. The red stuff, was everywhere...on almost every surface going from the bathroom, out. The bathroom door was closed though, which didn't explain much. Sierra was almost completely certain this was blood. "Hello, is everything okay in here? I'm your maid, Sierra." She called, sighing as she looked over her materials, she had a special remedy for human incidents, but she was probably going to need a lot more. She stepped over what appeared to be the blood, but it was all over, so she got some on the corners of her shoes. "Crap, I liked these shoes." She muttered, frowning. She started to sprinkle a sorry of powder over the blood, hoping it would rise. "I sure hope a murder didn't take place here" A grunt came from the bathroom, making Sierra jump. She bit her lip and approached the restroom, it was locked. Of course, she thought, fumbling through her bag for keys. She unlocked the door, and took a step back before opening it. Out the door charged a man, covered in blood, it took only a second to realize it's plan had failed, and it turned. Sierra screamed, spewing curses as it charged at her, she raised a fist to punch the man, and hit it in the face. Before it could recoil, she was out of there. She ran through the hall, her eyes flashing with panic. That was when she heard something going off on the main channel for the radio. "This is um, this is er, Jim- Jimmy Jam... Jameson. Jimmy Jameson. I just er, I just killed three people." Crap, so this is happening throughout the whole ship? Sierra wanted to scream, but she doubted making noises was going to help any. She continued to run, looking for a room that would be safe, she backtracked, and charged into 7B. It was clean, she had restocked it's snack bar, and she knew it was empty. When she got into 7B she turned the bolt, and locked the door. She turned on her headset and put the Mic up to her mouth. "This is Sierra, Jimmy you still out there? I'm locked up in 7B. Somethings wrong, this ship has gone to hell." Her voice came out scraggly in the radio, but she managed to get the message across. She would have to get out of here at some point, but before then she would need to find the others.

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