BAM! BAM! BAM!
The loud sound of something heavy slamming against metal echoed repeatedly until a sharp snap followed. The man breaking down the navigation deck door kicked it open before stepping aside while the others rushed in, armed and ready.
But the second they flooded the room, they all paused.
All they saw were bodies sprawled across the floor, but Ashley was nowhere in sight.
"Find her," one of the men hissed, snapping everyone back into motion.
The men searched through the captain's deck, checking cabinets and corners to see if she was hiding. After several minutes of searching, they turned to the man standing near the control panel.
"Fuck," he breathed out after seeing several controls smashed to pieces, including some of the levers.
Then, one of the men shouted, "She's not here!"
"The steering wheel's broken too!" another uttered, trying to twist the remaining fragments of the wheel, but it was jammed.
