You call out for help

You start to panic and beat the hatch calling out for help.

“Hello, is there anybody? Please open the hatch!” you cry out again and again.

There are mumbling sounds of surprise and curiosity and it takes about ten minutes before a man opens the hatch. He grabs your hand and helps you up onto the deck. You are surrounded by what seems like fifteen crew members. They are looking at you with lecherous eyes and ask you a lot of questions. In your frightened state you reckon to fare better to keep your mouth shut

After a short discussion they decide to take you to the captain`s quarters and let him decide how to deal with you.

To your surprise the captain is a young man in his mid twenties at most. He is muscular and his shoulders broad. He has a thin moustache and rugged stubble, his dark black hair shoulder-long. You would consider him attractive if there isn`t this gruesome scar on his face giving him an intimidating look.

He orders his men to go back to work and sits down comfortably on his desk starting to examine you from head to toe. He seizes you up like a predator would his prey making you feel **** uncomfortable. Nevertheless you are too afraid to rebuke him.

At last he starts to talk, “I think you have some explaining to do.”

You gather all your courage and reply, “I apologize for getting on your ship. I …”

He cuts you off before you have a chance to finish your sentence, “I`ll ask the questions, you just answer them. Who are you?”