The night came, and the show was about to start, everything seemed to be going normally, although the cabins were a little emptier than usual. In the cabins, one could find Ron, the few sailors who wanted to mutiny, and the unfortunate souls who paid for the sin of ignorance by falling in between.

The water, the wind, and the woods of the sea were the only thing that could be heard, until they were interrupted by Ron's snoring, drowning out the mortuary silence of the room.

But those snores were also the necessary signal so that all kinds of noises could be heard in the cabins, but nothing happened, it was just the preparation, they were still going to wait a little longer.

Time passed, and the snoring began to be accompanied by the snoring of other unsuspecting people. It was then that the actors understood that the show had to begin.

The sailors preparing the mutiny slowly approached Ron's net, some unwary woke up in the middle, seeing the situation, they went to the door of the cabins praying not to get caught in the slaughter.

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The rum net was surrounded at all ends by the 5 sailors, armed with knives and pistols.

The sailors, they had already agreed on a plan beforehand, 2 shot in his eyes, another in the neck and the other two in the heart and balls of the first officer. Then they would draw their knives and not stop stabbing until Ron was dead.

*Click,* A sailor signaled, making a sound with his mouth.

*piuu*...*piuu*...

5 bullets entered the body of the first officer in unison. Ron's eyes disappeared completely, and two holes with shattered eye pieces were in their place. His neck had a hole through which blood kept pouring out like a fountain. His chest was another fountain full of blood and his pants were bleeding in the most intimate part.

But there was no movement on the part of the first officer, he should have died immediately after the sequence, after all, everyone would die after such a deployment.

The 5 sailors, covered in blood, began to stab Ron's body, the knives going in and out, staining the entire room. They took one of his arms off and then his leg was ripped off by another sailor, they seemed to have a deep hatred for the first mate.

His head was severed by one of the sailors, and he rolled on the ground.

Ron had indeed died and seemed never to have wanted to react to the boys' attack on him...