The two speed boats came back around for another pass, firing into the cowering crowds on the top deck before stopping beside the cruise ship, their allies throwing rope ladders down for them. The real maintenance team were all dead, vital machinery destroyed beyond repair. Thugs were rampaging below deck, destroying exhibits and killing anyone who tried to hide down there. The whole thing was quickly spiralling out of control, turning into a massacre of innocent civilians.
Edward burst into his cabin to find a group of axe weilding maniacs already ransacking the place. Taking one by surprise and running him through, Edward cracked a second over the head with the hilt of his sword and made it to his safe. Unfortunately it had already been broken open and one of his attackers already had the flare gun.
"You set that thing off and this place will be in flames before you can blink!" Any fire would spread rapidly over the luxury thick carpets that covered the floors of the lower decks, not to mention the tapestries and wall hangings. Edward was willing to bet the sprinkler system was busted.
"Drop that sword and face your death then!" Edward made a placating gesture with one hand and made as if he was about to drop his blade before suddenly whipping into action and lunging at the man with the flare gun. It ended in disaster, the panicked man pulled the trigger and the room seemed instantly wreathed in flames. Swearing profusely, Edward stumbled from the room, the screams of burning men and a column of smoke coming out behind him.
Damn it all! This place is going to be a burning wreck soon, I've got to see if the life boats are up on the top deck! Edward ran for the stairwell, knowing the flames wouldn't be far behind him.