Arthur woke coughing up sea water, the last thing he remembered was that asshat Bill pushing him overboard. He looke down to find he was dressed in his uniform but instead in some sort of leather getup. He was also sitting in a coffin that seemed to be full of salt water and starfish? He poked one of the little critters and saw the crystal embedded in the back of his hand. He started to examine it with a raised brow. "Well it doesn't seem to hurt at least." He said as he finished looking at his new body art and examined his surroundings. There seemed to be quite the crowed around him and a few other coffins, with three othe people who looked just as confused as he felt.
 
 He watched the crowd carefully as he started to stand, thats when he noticed three other things in his makeshift tidal pool. A bag, a set of what looked like black harpoons, and old fashioned anchor and about five foot of chain. He didn't know why but he had a feeling he'd probably should take them and well his gut was usually right. So he grabbed the bag that was somehow still dry and the harpoons and slung them onto his back and grabbed the anchor before stepping out of his soggy coffin and heading towards the others who seemed out of place. "Hey you two wouldn't happen to know what the hells going on would you?" He asked as he cautiously approached the guy with the wide brimmed hat. "Cause I have no clue where I am right now."