Killian stared at her as she took a hold of his hand and let go. As she told him the warning, he looks at the palm of his left hand, where a black spot boils into view. Panting fearfully while watching it form, he looks up to Silena, but sees that the once-golden haired woman disappeared as if in thin air. A panicky feeling rising, he runs across a wooden deck that had a shallow covering of water. "On deck all hands! Make fast the bunt gasket! On deck! Scurry! Scurry on! I want movement!", Jones called as he ran through the deck to where the crew was sleeping. All of them waking up to his calling, rushing to their stations. "I want movement!", he called once again. "Lift the skin up!", Volstagg told them. "All on deck! Run! And keep running! Run as if the devil himself and itself is upon us!", Killian shouted to them to make them go faster. "Do we have a heading?", Volstagg asked him. "Ah! Run! Land1", he told him in response as he continued to panic, trying to keep the display from his crew. He rose from where he was ducked behind the base of the mast, seeing Volstagg again as he was still there. "Oh!", he growled in annoyance. "Which port?", he asked once again. "Didn't say port. I said land. Any land", Jones said to him quickly as the Warrior ran off, calling the destination. As if hiding, Killian stood stiffly in the shadows under some steps. Fandral walked up to him. "Killian?", he asked, worried. "Shhh!", Killian hushed him harshly, clearly petrified. "For the love of mother and child, Jones, what's coming after us?", Fandral asked him once more. "Nothing", Killian lied as if nothing is wrong. 

In the water, a large mass moves underwater, creating a disturbance on the ocean surface as it moves.