She found the captain like everyone else, staring out of the stern windows in anticipation of something. Gracia didn't notice her enter or call her name. Then, out of the blue, she started to speak in an eerie monotone.
"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest..."
"Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum..." the crew continued, sending an odd shiver up Thrax's spine. It wasn't an unusual song, but between the emotionless delivery and the bizarre context, it was damned creepy.