Lucas ran like wildfire, it seemed that he had grown another pair of legs from how fast he was going, he didn't care about anything, he even crashed into the walls as if thinking that slowing down would only waste time.

It would seem that the matter in hand, or rather the hand, was really serious, luckily for him all the sailors were on deck chatting and eating.

He ran and ran and finally reached the cabins, grabbed the bucket to relieve himself and kept going down, it didn't seem like he was going down anymore, it seemed like he was falling down the stairs.

Finally, he reached the kitchen, if this was the right place, Lucas believed desperately.

Entering the kitchen he ran to one of the boxes and pushed it with the only hand he had against the kitchen door, whatever he had to go through in this room, it had to be in private.

But as strange as it may seem, Lucas left the bucket lying on the floor, as if he didn't need it and ran towards a box a little bigger than the rest, it seemed that the matter was going to be more serious than it was supposed to be.

Lucas opened the box in a hurry, almost breaking the lid because of how desperate the poor boy was at that moment.

Inside the box there was a lot of leftover food, shells, fish entrails, bones among other things.

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This was the box to throw the garbage, as he and Ricardo were lazy, they only threw it once every three weeks and to top it off they took turns doing the task, so it was overflowing with waste and rotten food.

Lucas, not caring about the smell of shit that the garbage had, put his only hand inside him and began to rummage through the garbage, but he didn't seem to find what he was looking for.

For which he put half his body inside the large box full of rotten food, to be able to search deeper, luckily after searching desperately, Lucas was able to feel something similar to what he was looking for and took it out violently.

They were the rotten guts of a fairly large fish that they had caught almost two weeks ago, the smell it had was disgustingly strong and a yellowish pus was around its entire surface, to top it off various insects and worms could be seen crawling through the gut.

Lucas seemed unconcerned about the filth of the scene as he carelessly reached into the utensil box for a knife, he ripped his gut open in half.

Inside, a human skin could be found wrapping something, it seems that someone with great skill in the kitchen had skinned this sailor, among the skin there was a human head, various viscera, guts, and bones.

"Ha ha ha… I knew it, I knew it" Lucas yelled euphorically, but then his laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at the kitchen door which remained closed.

He took the knife and walked slowly towards the door. He put his ear to the door and listened on the other side.

*....* .... *....*

There seemed to be no suspicious noise.

"Normally, these bastards take more than an hour to eat, as today the captain put alcohol well, layers have more time to get rid of all this" Lucas murmured to himself in a low voice, afraid of being heard.

"An hour is not enough, I could go to the stern storage room, that door is even dusty from how forgotten it is, if they discover me I only say that I have diarrhea and I didn't let them pass..."