"I don't know... But the only thing that matters to me now is that the person who sent all this scandal to himself couldn't find Paulo's drugs" said Taras

Ricardo stayed a while appreciating Paulo's corpse, he was curious why someone would leave him here, unlike Taras, he had a good relationship with the former helmsman, they couldn't call themselves friends, but they had chatted a few times while he cleaned the area of the rudder.

The corpse was really rotten, if we consider how long ago the siren's attack happened, it is normal that they have already discovered it by now, but someone closed the door of this warehouse to keep out intruders.

The ship was in misery and everyone was too lost in their obsessions, but the situation did not require using the survival boxes in this warehouse, so no one had official reasons to come here.

Given that no one had used it for practically the entire trip, Ricardo assumed that by noticing the closed door, the vast majority of sailors who wanted to access it for privacy would give up and look for another store.

'So, the clues as to why someone would look for nobody to access this room should be in Paulo's corpse, or it could be that the corpse is just a distraction in case someone gets into' . Ricardo thought, more and more interested in the subject, the night was long and only looking for some jars with drugs was very boring for him.

'The person who locked the door surely took the drug, looking for it doesn't make sense, you have to find the culprit' thought Ricardo cunningly as he continued checking the hanging corpse for clues.

It was then that Ricardo noticed that Paulo's clothes were badly placed, as if someone had undressed him and then put his clothes back on.

'It shouldn't have taken him a short time to take down a corpse, take off its clothes and put it back on... And why would he do it, besides fuck it?', Ricardo reflected, somewhat surprised by the corpse's clothes.

'If it's someone who fucks with corpses, finding him, it's going to be pretty easy, there aren't that many insane sailors...'

'More importantly, if I were to try to do that now with the corpse this rotten, several parts of the body would probably fall off in the process and I don't know if the head could withstand being lowered and raised again' Ricardo thought as having an idea...

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'Shit, if we follow that idea, the person who discovered the corpse did it when the corpse had just died... So it was too long ago, there probably won't be any drugs left, and the plan will go to hell...' Ricardo reflected with dislike.

Ricardo approached the clothes and noticed some kind of abnormal marks scattered on the body of the corpse under them...

"Hey, Taras, look at these marks, haven't you seen them somewhere before?" Ricardo asked, with a knife he ripped Paulo's clothes and showed the back of the corpse, showing even more marks scattered all over the corpse.

"Yes, in the badges, it is a quite old language, from the time when Poseidon was still alive and ruled the seas, all the badges that exist are from that time"

"Do you know what it says?..." Ricardo asked as he took down the corpse and began to undress it, to see what other marks there were.

"I don't know how to read or the current language, boy, I'm not noble, and I don't work in the church, I just recognize that those weird doodles are on the plates and everyone knows their history" Taras said somewhat annoyed and with some embarrassment.

"Why would someone cut all these doodles on a corpse with a knife? Was it his obsession to cut the dead like that?" Ricardo asked, seeking Taras' help in finding the culprit.

"I doubt it... It looks like a ritual, I don't recognize a symbol that is carved" Taras said with some fear, a ritual like that was never a good thing for a ship.

Ricardo continued undressing the corpse, when he took off his pants, Taras fell to the floor on his ass and remained sitting on the ground.

"What's wrong? …" Ricardo asked when he saw Taras with his face full of sweat, stuttering to himself as if trying to say some words.

"Boy! ... Look at the symbol carved on the lower back, above the ass, you can't possibly not know it!" Taras stammered, pointing to an engraving.

"... An inverted trident crossed out with an X... Poseidon?" Richard asked.

"Are you an idiot, or you don't realize, this ship was attacked by sirens... Everyone on this ship is corrupted by the siren and becoming more and more insane... Now there is a symbol of Poseidon on a corpse that disappeared the same day of the attack... Doesn't that catch your eye, boy?" Taras asked looking at that symbol as if he was cursed, he already had an idea going through his head...

"... The sirens didn't cause all this slaughter on the ship, it was this ritual..." Ricardo muttered, as if he had discovered the secret.

"And who is the first candidate who could have done this ritual, boy?" Taras asked angrily.

"No... It doesn't make sense... Why would he do this?" Ricardo asked somewhat dazed, also sitting on the floor as if his blood pressure had dropped suddenly.

"It was the castaway, the bastard doomed us all and then disappeared...!!!" Taras yelled with hatred, getting up and kicking the corpse on the ground.