The couple behind them were elderly and didn't understand what was going on.
The family in front were young and their children were unruly.
They were two barely-adults and the first to spot the danger.
It was meant to be a quiet boat ride through a section of the zoo known as 'Las Islas' where they'd get a waterside view of the new tropical themed enclosures. None of them noticed that the boats coming in were all empty no matter how many passengers had been squeezed on board when they left.
With the dull cloudy sky and the bitter autumnal wind, they were all too cold and irritated to notice the faint white shimmer of bones beneath the water. They did, however, notice the smell of rotting meat but they thought it was animal food.
It's amazing how quickly we forget that we are also animal food. They were reminded of this several times during the shortish boat ride, though none of them could say what triggered these thoughts or why they felt more on edge with each passing minute.
Even the animals they drifted past seemed off somehow, like someone was told the name of a creature and given a bag of vague animalish shapes to make it with. None of the animals appeared on any online search and the zoo would later deny their existence.
They hadn't seen any other people at all during the ride, only heard their voices in the distance as the boat jerked it's way over roughly made tracks that were barely covered by the water. It would later be found that the tracks were partially blocked by bones which were carefully placed to derail the boat as it reached the furthest point of the ride.
They thought it was all a part of the experience for a while. Just drifting by an empty ape enclosure with all their ropes and tyres coveted in blood and fur - perfect, if a little tasteless, for Halloween.
When the reeds around them started to rustle and the smell of rotting meat became nearly unbearable they carried on believing it was just the staff making the ride spooky. They thought the grotesque faces were masks.
Nobody had time to scream and their boat returned empty.
The family in front were young and their children were unruly.
They were two barely-adults and the first to spot the danger.
It was meant to be a quiet boat ride through a section of the zoo known as 'Las Islas' where they'd get a waterside view of the new tropical themed enclosures. None of them noticed that the boats coming in were all empty no matter how many passengers had been squeezed on board when they left.
With the dull cloudy sky and the bitter autumnal wind, they were all too cold and irritated to notice the faint white shimmer of bones beneath the water. They did, however, notice the smell of rotting meat but they thought it was animal food.
It's amazing how quickly we forget that we are also animal food. They were reminded of this several times during the shortish boat ride, though none of them could say what triggered these thoughts or why they felt more on edge with each passing minute.
Even the animals they drifted past seemed off somehow, like someone was told the name of a creature and given a bag of vague animalish shapes to make it with. None of the animals appeared on any online search and the zoo would later deny their existence.
They hadn't seen any other people at all during the ride, only heard their voices in the distance as the boat jerked it's way over roughly made tracks that were barely covered by the water. It would later be found that the tracks were partially blocked by bones which were carefully placed to derail the boat as it reached the furthest point of the ride.
They thought it was all a part of the experience for a while. Just drifting by an empty ape enclosure with all their ropes and tyres coveted in blood and fur - perfect, if a little tasteless, for Halloween.
When the reeds around them started to rustle and the smell of rotting meat became nearly unbearable they carried on believing it was just the staff making the ride spooky. They thought the grotesque faces were masks.
Nobody had time to scream and their boat returned empty.
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