El Marinero Misterioso.

The mysterious sailor under the stairs of the ship, there were only 4 people left alive and the two high officials alive were more concerned with discussing the future than living the present, so it was a good time to do what he had to do.

Upon entering the cabins, the mysterious sailor began to run at full speed, it seemed that he did not have much time and wanted to take advantage of every stride, even if he ran like crazy, his steps were not really heard and his speed to descend the stairs was incredible. He really seemed like a stealth expert by how he moved.

In a few minutes he reached the lowest part of the ship and took out a key, it was the captain's master key, but for some reason they were in his mysterious hands. He made it to the forward storeroom and ducked inside.

The warehouse seemed somewhat empty, without corpses, but the mysterious sailor did not seem to care, what he cared about was the person in front of him.

"Seal, why did you come now? They're going to discover you" Said the person in front, somewhat uncomfortable by the appearance of the Seal or also known as the mysterious sailor.

"Dog, the situation is delicate. Yesterday we lost a rabbit and a fox . With only 1 rabbit and two foxes remaining, navigating these waters is going to be complicated..." The mysterious sailor said to his faithful companion. Together they had survived through thick and thin, together they would continue to come out alive, he had faith in Mr. Dog.

"Shit, 4 people to navigate a merchant ship... At this rate we will have to activate plan B or maybe you have a better plan, Foca" Dog said with some concern on his face, 4 people 2 weeks from the island are not. It seemed impossible, but it was difficult...

But with La Foca's plans everything seemed easy, in these months this person showed him that an entire ship can't be moved with a few words at the right times.

"Don't make plans, Dog, your plans are horrible, but luckily we have the captain's map, you managed to decipher the hieroglyphs on the map" Asked the Seal with some impatience, those hieroglyphs were doodles for him, but Mr. Dog was disgustingly smart if certain requirements were met.

"Of course, that's my job, the map said that these lunatics sacrifice us to Tusha to enter the spirit world with a physical body, so if we die we get a spirit body and if we come out alive we keep the flesh one, yes or if we come out alive in a certain way. Dog said with a smile on his face.

"But my pets wouldn't come! Besides, we've known that for a long time, there were not a few rumors... You have to live, Dog! I can't leave my pets abandoned!... The map said something useful, something not known?" The mysterious sailor asked with concern; there was no point in living for him if he wouldn't save his pets from him.

"The dead sail in limbo, that is the water near the ship, if we contact them maybe we can get their support and have a ship manned by ghosts... but a ritual like that, we would have to steal half of the captain's cabin and put it of sacrifice... There are no more easy rabbits to sacrifice" Dog said with doubts.

The Hound knew that Seal could do the impossible to see himself with his pets, his head had been reprogrammed to do so. But this was on a different level, stealing from the captain they only did it a few times and it was always things that didn't disturb the trip, this time they were all or nothing and he didn't like that.

"I can do it!!. Go prepare the ritual, Dog!!, I'll take care of emptying the captain's office, if it's not enough we'll look for the crew members' merchandise or goods, we also have the secret warehouses... and if everything fails..." Seal said, marching towards the door to leave the warehouse, making a strange pose and putting a claw on his chest.

"... You can always use plan B...I mean, you can always rely on another one of your plans!" Dog said excitedly, also performing the Poseidon salute.

"Exactly, together we will achieve it, Dog, through thick and thin, we will continue to survive!!" Said the mysterious sailor, before running back out through the abandoned corridors of the ship.