The man sat in his petite fishing boat by the small dock, gripping a casting net and trembling. "Lucinda... You have to be out th-there somewhere..." He mumbled, stammering as he spoke. He heard a few villagers whispering about him on the shore and his face turned angry, he began rambling in a frustrated manner to himself. "Th-They all think I'm crazy, don't they?" He grumbled, trying to untangle the fishing net, "I'll prove to them I didn't do it..."