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[mutineers clamoring]
[resounding splash]
This isn't real.
No one goes in or out.
It's that boy causing the deaths.
No one ever tells us anything.
[mysterious rumbling]
The boy's innocent.
It's to treat the convulsions.
[Eyk grunting]
I need to see the captain.
No sign of the Prometheus.
You're just a little boy, toying with power.
What do you know about the Prometheus?
What did he tell you? Don't believe a word he says.
[passenger] No, please!
[high-pitched, mysterious tones play]
♪ Have fallen sloppy dead ♪
[mutineer 3] Lock him in with the others.
[flinches]
[audio warbles disconcertingly]
from squirming around the floor like a raving lunatic.
No. This is a bad idea.
[chain rattles]
Are you all right?
Retreat!
He is taking from us!
You can trade it in prison.
[harsh, menacing synth music plays]
-So then that boy-- -Krester.
[mutineer 1] The boy isn't here either.
This will work. I promise.
[mournful dirge plays]
There's no one to give us orders, now this goddamn fool's dead.
I've seen this before.
[mutineer 1] You! Let's go.
[power surging]