Love is a Disease

Igris managed to find Dave's rotting body hanging out of the pool after the airship crashed into the ocean. He had to break the pole sticking out of his stomach in half since pulling it out might prove fatal.

The ship was sinking slowly and most other people were already dead. In fact, the whole place stunk of rotting corpses.

He carried the human who'd been barely alive to the top of the airship before dropping him on his back.

'What happened? Why's his body rotting?'. Igris frowned looking down at Dave who could hardly be recognized. He dropped a knee down to check his heartbeat. 'It's faint...but he's still alive'.

The moonlight seemed to be reflecting off the ocean and if not for the tragedy that had just befallen them, the view could have been said to be breathtaking.

What he couldn't understand was why he even cared.