You were watching the ocean as you steered the ship to your destination. Your home, Ithaca. Your crew were all ready to see their own family as much as you wanted to see your wife, Penelope, and your son, Telemachus.

"Captain," your friend, Eurylochus, said, "there is someone you need to see. It's a young boy."

You called someone to steer the ship for you. Then, you walked over to where Eurylochus stood and he brought you to the doctor's quarters on the ship. It's your son, Telemachus.