Andy hold-ed the amulet tight and smiled.
- " If you go as a princess, then i became the most stinky, bow-legged, Rum drinker of the sea, a pirate!" In this moment, Andy got a strange feeling as the amulet appeared to be getting hot.
Meanwhile, in the other side of the town.
Mitch Zanden was in his cubicle, all was ready for the selection when he started to feeling strange.
" GAAARRRRRRR, what sort o´scurvy is this ? These cloths feel so constraining suddenly! "Said Mitch just before getting pale, did he said scurvy ? What was scurvy ?
But before he could elaborate on that, he felt a burning sensation on his arms, he fast opened his sleeve to be surprised by a huge scar on his arm, it appeared as if he had been deeply cut and then a drunken tailor had used line´n´needle to close the wound. How that got there ? Wasn´t there when he bathed earlier.
Nervous Mitch closed the sleeve, he was feeling all sweat, he looked as his hands and they looked dirty and all his nails dirty too.
- " Must be stressed by the promotion, i go wash myself in the bathroom before that SCUMBAG FROM DAVY JONES TRIPULATION GET´S HERE. " Said Mitch with a strange rough voice in some sort of sailor´s brogue.
He walked fast to the bathroom and closed the door. What´s happening to him ? He felt like he needed a drink, not one but a lot, he was craving for a really strong beverage, but was still morning and he was working.
He never was a stiff guy, but today it was as he wasn´t himself, the firm ground bellow him was strange to him, but he was never in the sea before.
He reasoned that he was really stressed about promotion and was hallucinating and resumed washing his hands. But the he looked at the mirror and see ....