S.S. Anne, Cabins Area | Morning(1)
The famous cruise ship had been abandoned and lost at sea for quite some time now. It's crew dead and engines stalled meant the ship may very well never see land again. For most, this would be terrible, a tragedy. The food supply would only last for only so long, not to mention the lack of dry lands comforts. There were many cracks and crevices for undead to hide in. It was a death trap. But for Deluge, this was just fine.
The blastoise spent his days roaming the bloddied halls, killing any other infected that dared to disturb him. Thought his thoughts were muddy, in the back of his mind he knew he still had to defend. Defend what, he didn't know. He just knew that he should keep killing.
There were plenty of undead to slaughter. Trainers' pokemon had gotten infected aboard the vessel, and foreign ones too. They were attracted to the human and pokemon bodies sattered about the ship. The foul stench of rotting flesh carried for miles, drawing in dozens of the beasts. Their minds were too far gone to realize that anyone that entered never exited. So they kept coming, to Deluge's satisfaction.