The yacht in question, manufactured by Blohm+Voss out of Hamburg, was anchored at the remote isthmus of California’s Catalina Island, not far from where a famous actress with doe eyes died under mysterious circumstances half a century before. The isthmus, a narrow piece of land with ocean on either side and a few buildings built during the nation’s Civil War, hadn’t changed in those decades, except for a few more moorings in the little bay, a terrible restaurant, and the old dock where shuttles operated by the yacht’s AI were even now beginning to take happy, smiling guests out to the Gypsy.
The yacht in question had been there for four days and, even when simply anchored and still, was intimidating to other craft. Because smaller yachts were now avoiding the little bay, the superyacht was alone as twilight arrived on the 46th birthday of the yacht’s owner, Liam Copeland.
Pleeeeeeaaaassseee write the full story as a novel or novella! What a great premise!
Love an unhappy tale. Conplete story in such a short story. Hard to do. Great job!
The story was artfully written. I assumed AI was artificial intelligence, but it took me a few minutes to realize the intent. Gory ending. Nice job.
Be careful attending Birthday parties!!! Nice job, BM!
Incredibly clever! An expanded version into a novel could be, would be gory yes, but a page turner to say the least. Write... The short story is “Powerful“!!!
Nicely done. Enjoyed it.