Past Life Regression contest- earn 1000 DC

In a previous life I was a sailor on the titanic. A bright eyed young man eager to serve on the greatest ship the world had ever seen. Edward Smith was a magnificent captain. He guided us through that ice field without a scratch. We were home free and sailing for New York. Then we sighted the iceberg. It was following us. This was impossible. It was happening anyway. We put on more power. It still kept getting closer and closer. The captain ordered full steam. The superstitious among the crew began pray. The captain ordered us to keep this from the passengers. Eventually the iceberg caught up to us and rammed us at shockingly fast speed. We finally saw what was pushing the iceberg. It looked like man, but no human being could have withstood those waters. As it got closer we saw that it was wearing cheap tacky woman's clothing. It didn't seem to have the muscles to be swimming that quickly, but no human being would actually be strong enough to match the ship's speed. The iceberg struck us with a sickening crunch. One of our men was thrown overboard. The thing in the water unhinged it's mouth and swallowed him in three quick gory bites. The captain ordered half the crew to try to keep the ship afloat while the other half kept that thing off the ship. And so began an eerie little war between us and that creature in the water. We began dropping things on the creatures head. All it did was make it angry until one of the crew, a Mick by the name of Ferguson, began to pray. That seemed to hurt the beast. William Murdoch, a brave noble man, shot it straight between the eyes. That lying German James Cameron claimed he was shooting at the third class passengers. It sank beneath the waves. We thought that was the end of it until the next morning when there was a panic in steerage. They had burst through the gate and had stampeded onto in a mad rush. They were shrieking about a demon that had clawed its way into the ship straight through the bulkhead. Me and another crewmember went below to investigate. We brought pistols and a bible. The water was slowly seeping in. Bodies littered the floor. Some of them had been murdered in their sleep, while others had been …interfered with. We found the thing desecrating the corpse of a young child. I have never seen a smaller peepee on a seemingly adult male. It was wormlike and sickly-looking. The…thing was wearing a hideous dress that would get you shot on 42nd street and lynched in Harlem and way too much jewelry and makeup. It was obviously male, however. A remarkably ugly man. It turned to us and smiled. I wish it hadn't . The crewmember next to me, I never did learn his name, began to shriek and opened fire. The bullets struck and tore chunks out of the he-she horror, but it didn't seem to mind. It unhinged it's jaw and fangoriously devoured him. “Who…. What. Are you?” I said. A stupid question, but the abomination was too fast to run from and bullets just seemed to make it angry. “I am Bardfinn”, it said. It begin to saunter towards me. I held up the Bible. It hissed at me and fled to the corner of the room. I held that bible up as the water surged in around me, and I felt the icy grip of death begin to take me. “You will die, the bible will slip out of your hands, and then I will be free.” The thing that was neither man nor woman said. “Yes”, i replied through chattering teeth, “ but the passengers will be far enough away that you can't hurt anymore. We have enough lifeboats for everyone. “ The hemaphrodite laughed. “Not after I bit holes in most of them. A lot of people are going to drown.” That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.