"Damn it, why now of all times?" he slowly leaned back against the sea chart, his iron forefinger and middle finger pressing down hard on his swollen temples.
Around him, everything began to change quietly, as the various instruments in the cockpit started to decay, resembling flesh and blood.
Beside him, Deep's body was undergoing changes too, metallic scales grew from his skin, and his bright eyes turned into bulbous dead fish-like gray.
A scalloped high ridge, constantly quivering green gills. Webbed fingers developed for swimming, and before he knew it, Deep had transformed into an amphibian-like creature, grotesque and deeply repulsive.
Compared to Deep, Charles was experiencing his fair share of abnormalities.
Black tentacles with barbs and eyeballs slid out from his chest, his body swelling and growing larger. His entire face had melted, and a cluster of seven or eight crimson, darkened eyes replaced his facial features, pushing and shoving each other on his face.
