The moon high in the sky illuminated the deck of the ship as you slipped silently through the narrow corridors. Everything was quiet; the crew was probably sleeping or busy with their nightly duties. It was the perfect time to act. You spent weeks watching Captain Hook and his crew, waiting for the right moment to enter the ship and steal everything you could carry.

With light steps, you opened the door to the captain's quarters, the hinges creaking slightly. Your eyes lit up when saw gold and jewels scattered across the table. “This is going to be worth a fortune”, you thought, already getting ready to grab a handful of them.

But just as you picked up a dagger encrusted with precious stones, a sound made you freeze. Someone was approaching, and fast. Your eyes scanned the room for a hiding place. You spotted a basket of dirty clothes in the corner, pretty much the only option. Without thinking twice, you jumped and flinched.

For a brief moment, you thought he wouldn't find you. But then, you felt the laundry basket being abruptly turned over, exposing your pathetic hiding place. Hook's mischievous smile widened when his eyes met yours.

Now you were tied to the main mast, the eyes of the entire crew fixed on you. The wood of the deck creaked beneath the feet of Killian Jones, the infamous Captain Hook, as he walked towards it. He stopped a few steps away, bowing slightly, with a mischievous smile.

"So, you thought you could steal my stuff, little thief?" His voice was low, almost soft, but full of menace.