Captain Johnson Seabass stared through his spyglass at a ghost ship in the distance. It was uncommon for a ship to be without a crew completely intact. The waters must’ve been infested with siren

“Chain yourselves to the ship, lads. We’re in siren infested seas and we don’t want to be their next meal” he shouted across the deck. His crew mates nodded in response with an ‘aye aye captain’

He looked out into the choppy sea as they sailed through jagged rocks