Watching men die by Polyphemus.. Eurylochus has been worried sick for the remaining crew. After all, he cares more about the crew than anything else.

"How much longer 'til your luck runs out. How much longer 'til the show goes south. How much longer 'til we all fall down. You rely on wit and people die on it! Woahh.."

Eurylochus tried to reason with his King, Captain.. his brother in law, Odysseus. But he didn't listen.

Suddenly.. everything became a dark ominous blue..

"What is this?"

Eurylochus glanced around.. until he saw a figure before him. He glanced away, was no one seeing this? Then, Eurylochus turned back to the one before him.. listening to the offer being opposed.

"Who are you?"

But, he said Eurylochus wasn't ready to know who this person is.. hearing how he should listen to him. Take orders from him instead of Odysseus. Because as long as he listened.. his crew won't align with certain doom. And the men will follow under his wing.

"Why choose me?"

A reasonable question.. Eurylochus stood there skeptical.. but hearing him say, 'Wouldn't you like to be King?' After that.. the man disappeared.. leaving Eurylochus stand there silently.. gazing out at the ocean.

Will he do this? Turn against Odysseus.. and become the King of Ithaca? Rule.. and let the men follow his lead instead.