Chapter 18: Chapter 16

Abble nodded at me as I had just finished explaining the system to her for the tenth time. “I can’t really picture what you’re describing,” she sighed, leaning back into the barrel with her legs crossed. “Ugh. I really wish I was able to see it. This seems fascinating.”

I sat my forehead against the bars of the cage. “If you saw it, you would understand how difficult it is to describe. There is nothing really to compare it to. It's like explaining colour to someone that’s blind.”

After they let me out, I suppose I could draw it for her on a piece of parchment. That was the closest I could get without her actually seeing it herself.

Cain said there were more crystals than the one I saw, so the chances of someone else seeing the system were pretty good. Finding that person would not be easy. Most people might think they're going crazy, so they wouldn’t be open about it.

Even if people would believe me, I could not tell everyone about it because it would draw too much attention. The demon thing was already an issue. I didn’t need people thinking I was crazy or a prophet.

“This XP and levelling stuff sounds insane”—Abble put her hand to her forehead—“I don’t believe this, but at the same time, I do. It’s complicated.”

“Yes, it’s all ridiculous.”

“What was my level?”

“22.”

Abble laughed. “And you’re Level one?”

I sighed. “Yes. Almost two.”

“We’ll get you levelled up quickly,” Abble said with a nod. “My mother taught me a lot about getting stronger, and then when we arrive at Centrum, the college will make us powerful enough to kill your original sire. Then you can go home.”

“You should return with me when it’s time.”

Abble shook her head. “I am not coming home. I just told my dad that I would bring him a kid back, so he didn’t stop me.”

“You can come to my village. It’s simple but quiet. My mother would like you.”

Did I just really ask her to come meet the family?

Ugh. Why am I so cringy…

Abble gave a small smile. “Everyone would think we’re together.”

I laughed. “No, they wouldn’t. You’re way too attractive for them to believe that.”

Abble frowned. “Stop putting yourself down. Confidence is sexy, and you’re cute. If you added some boldness in there, it would do you wonders.”

I rubbed my neck. “My whole life, I have been somewhat reserved. I’m not sure I can be overly confident.”

“When we get to the college, girls will talk to you and boost your ego. Then, hopefully, it will carry over to other aspects.”

“Sure, they might talk to me, but as soon as they see I get awkward at even the smallest interaction, they’ll slowly step away. I can’t even talk to guys well.”

Abble shrugged. “I guess we’ll see.”

A sigh escaped my lips. “If I don’t get tossed overboard,” I mumbled, and Abble shook her head.

Abble had sat down here with me for a little over two days. She even slept on the ground next to the cage. The idea of sitting in the dried black blood of Neal and my own for days did not appeal to me, so I was very grateful she brought me a change of clothes and some water to clean myself with.

We mostly played cards, and I told her about my trip to Lockward. Even with how crazy my words were, Abble accepted them pretty much without question.

I had told her about the wolf, but not that she was on the boat. Or that I had invited Jordan to my group in the system. That all might be a little too much right now. I would let the other things digest before diving into that bizarre situation.

It was a little hard to see, but that icon with multiple people under the lock was probably the option to look at my group. That thought made me unbelievably eager to get to level two. I was losing my mind, wondering what level Jordan was and if I could see more than just Abble’s health and stamina bar.

If I could see her stats, I would jump up and down with excitement.

I was curious how the system navigated the available XP when someone couldn’t see their stats. If it wasn’t auto-sorting for Abble, then that would mean she had a stockpile of experiences just waiting to be used.

Agh. She would be so lucky if that was true. There was definitely something exciting about clicking that rank-up button and seeing the stats increase.

Abble would get even stronger if she were able to see the system.

There may be a way for her to see it. If she got close to a rift crystal, that could do it.

No, that was too dangerous. I wouldn’t put her in harm’s way for my benefit.

I never wanted to be around another of those rifts again.

Abble leaned forward. “So, about pissing in that bucket?”

We both sighed in unison.

This was going to be annoying and gross. Asking anyone else to do this besides Abble would've been far too embarrassing.

I groaned. “You’re going to have to hand me a cup or something.”

“We really are bonding now, aren’t we”—Abble stood up, dusting her dungaree pants off—“I am going to have to do it down here, or they’re going to see me bring piss down. Everyone has been watching me closely.”

“You really think they’re going to sniff it?”

Abble nodded. “Yeah. No doubt. You can get away with the lack of shitting, but they’re gonna need some pee.”

“Yeah, I don’t want to put Wrecky in a difficult position. He’s already willfully ignorant about it.”

“Did you actually tell him?”

I looked up at Abble from my prison. “What did he tell you?”

“Wrecky has not really talked to me since he brought you here. Did you say something that would cause him to act like this?”—Abble rested her hand on her hips—“he is acting uncharacteristic.”

“No. Like I told you, he just said he would try his best to convince the crew not to throw me off,” I said, and Abble nodded, looking slightly upset. “Abble, what’s wrong?”

Abble shook her head. “Nothing.”

Something was wrong, but I wasn’t sure what. It felt some tension between the two, but it wasn’t because of me. There was an issue going on before I got on this boat.

“You and Wrecky were close when you were younger?”

Abble glanced over at me. “He said something.”

I put my palms up, shaking my head. “Not much. Just that you two have known each other since you were kids.”

Abble sighed. “I really don’t want to talk about it right now.”

I nodded. “Okay. Just remember I am here if you need to talk. Even if it’s heavy.”

“I know,” Abble said, dropping her hand from her hips. “After you get out. We’ll talk about those things.”

It turned out that my suspicion of more to the story was correct. I would not push the topic, but I was curious about what was happening between them.

I clapped my hands together. “Hurry. I’ve been down here for two days. They are probably preparing to let me out soon.”

Abble nodded, grabbing the mug we were drinking from, and scurrying behind a barrel nearby.

This was so dumb, but we had to. I thought asking her to do this yesterday would lead to teasing, but she just agreed. Abble had become less aggressive with her teasing, and I liked her. She, of course, could just be doing this because I’m pathetically sitting in a cage.

A few minutes had passed, and she had said nothing.

What was she doing?

“I know it’s taking a while,” Abble shouted from the other side of the barrel.

“Is there an issue?”

Abble didn’t reply for a few seconds. “Yeah, I keep thinking about you listening to me—”

“For god’s sake, Abble, please just take the damn piss or move farther away.”

“I'm trying!” Abble whined in a high-pitched tone. “It’s hard.”

This wait took about ten minutes before she walked over, holding the cup with two hands like it was a fragile artefact.

I stood up and grabbed the bars as she stared down at the cup.

“Something wrong?” I asked, and she looked up from the mug.

Abble’s face looked concerned. “I didn’t pee that much.”

We should have started this when I first entered the cage. Now we were short on time.

“Is it even going to make it to the next day? If it evaporates, it’s going to be pointless.”

Abble rolled her eyes. “They probably don’t even know what that word means. There are a bunch of dumb pirates. We tell them it’s evaporation, and they’ll probably believe us. As long as it smells like piss, we’re in business.”

I took a deep breath. “Okay.”

She went to hand me the cup, but the bars were too close together for it to pass through.

Abble moaned. “Fuckkkk.”

I grabbed the bucket and placed it in front of her. “We’ll just waterfall it in.”

She stared me in the eyes so intensely that it made me want to turn away. “Why do I have the strongest urge to dump this on you?”

The response to that statement was me stepping back quickly. “Don’t you dare!”

“I said it was an urge. Calm down. If I acted on all my impulses, I’d be in that cage, not you.”

Abble squatted down, pouring the pee into the bucket. She popped up with the cup still in her hand, and we just looked at each other for a few seconds.

“Don’t do it.”

Abble tilted her head. “Don’t do what?”

I glance down at the cup. “I can see some still in there.”

She shrugged. “And?”

Abble thought she would be funny and tossed the mug’s contents towards me, but I was ready for her.

Knowing her plan was in jeopardy, she hastily tossed the remaining piss at me, but I dodged it, pressing my back to one of the four corners of the cage.

While I had escaped her prank, my pillow did not.

Why was Abble so immature at times? I was childish, but Abble had these bursts of impulse that made me look like an adult.

I tossed my hands at the soiled pillow in dismay. “God dammit, Abble,” I shouted before frowning at her.

Abble put her hand over her mouth and burst out laughing. I glared at her as she put her palms on her knees, laughing at the ground.

“Glad you find this so funny”—I folded my arms—“so immature.”

She stood up, whipping tears from her eyes. “Thanks for being awesome, Kade.”

I huffed. “No problem, now get me another pillow.”

“I can’t do that, sorry,” Abble said, shaking her head.

“Abble…”

“I am kidding. I’ll get you a new one when I go back up,” Abble said, flopping down on her pillow near the cage. She pulled her switchblade out. “We must ensure you don’t flip out on the deck.”

Fuck. I didn’t know if I was ready to try this, but time was running out. My stomach actually growled yesterday, and the sensation of hunger was working its way to the front of my thoughts.

I sat down, crossing my legs. “We probably need to.”

“We do”—she pressed the shiny blade to her skin—“Ready?”

After taking a deep breath, I nodded at her. “Let’s do this.”

Abble pulled the knife across her palm, reopening the wound from the other day, and I closed my eyes.

The sweet smell of her blood felt like it was swelling around my head, and I became dizzy as I took in the fantastic aroma. I grabbed my kneecaps and dug my nails into them as this aggressiveness built in me. This reaction I was having was by far the most intense one that I’ve had to the smell of blood.

Agh, this was going to be rough.

Her heartbeat thumped, and her location felt so clear to me. Not just that she was in front of me, but where her hands were located. If I wanted to lunge at her neck right now, my claws would land with accuracy… I could yank her to this cage and…

My eyes opened. “I cannot do this”—I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth—“Abble, I am so hungry. This is so much more problematic than before.”

Abble averted her eyes from me, frowning. “I know. Your face makes it clear.”

“What do I look like?”

She looked at me again. “Your lips are pulled back, and the blue of your eyes is orange. The white of them is completely black… Almost all the veins on your face protrude a little and are black, especially under your eyes.”

“This isn’t good,” I muttered, looking down. “I knew this would not work.”

Abble moved over to the bars, putting her hand between them. “Maybe if you eat a little, it will help.”

I crawled away from her to the other side of the jail. “No. We can’t do that. I don’t know if I can stop.”

“Kade. I can’t fight them all. Especially Wrecky.”

I grabbed my head with both hands, looking at the floor. “Abble, do not fight anyone if this ends badly.”

“There is no way in hell I’m just standing by, so you better get this under control”—She stuck her hand farther in—“quickly, before it stops bleeding.”

I slowly crawled back, gently taking her hand as I sat on my folded legs.

My hands trembled as Abble’s blood was fuming with that wonderful…

No. I need to beat this.

I didn’t need to feed on Abble. This was just me being weak. I might not be able to level right now, but I could get mentally stronger. This was an opportunity to dig deep and prove to myself that I could overcome this thirst. If I could resist the temptation of her blood being handed to me, then no one would get killed because of my hunger.

Keeping my eyes fixed on the dark red slice of her palm, I began breathing again, keeping my attention on every inhale and exhale. This distracted me from my hunger, at least enough that my aggression was fading.

You can’t feed on her, Kade, ever. She is your friend, not food.

Abble’s blood is off-limits. Abble’s blood is off-limits. Abble’s blood is off-limits. Abble’s blood is off-limits.

If I could look at her blood and control myself, then I could do that in front of everyone on the deck.

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“Kade,” Abble said, but I didn’t take my eyes off her palm. “The black is going away.”

I had to repeat ‘Abble’s Blood is off-limits’ well over a hundred times before I let go of her hand, and she retracted it through the bars.

The saliva in my mouth was swallowed, and I looked up at Abble. “What colour are my eyes?”

She smiled. “Blue. They’re that beautiful dark blue.”

“I think I might pull this off.”

Abble nodded at me with such a hopeful look it made my chest ache. “I believe in you.”

Something about those words coming out of her mouth gave me hope. Those four simple words made me feel invincible. I didn’t want to let her down. It felt like a fire was lit inside me, and I never wanted her to lose that look.

I glanced away, rubbing my neck. “I won’t let you down,” I mumbled.

What was this feeling? I didn’t like it. Looking at Abble made me feel… uncomfortable. I guess that is the most accurate way to describe it. This was confusing. Why would I feel that way towards her?

“I know you won’t,” she said, hopping up. “I’ll get that pillow for you.”

We heard someone coming down the stairs, and our eyes darted in that direction.

“You think they’re letting me out?”

Abble turned to me, worried. “I can’t see them letting you out for at least one more day.”

Wrecky arrived in front of us with the glowing orange gem wrapped around his neck, like the guy picking up rats from two days ago.

He didn’t have his captain coat on. Instead, he wore a thick-looking vest with his shoulders and arms bare, along with padded pants like what Abble’s mother had given her. Wrecky forearms had scuffed metal bracers that travelled to just under his elbows.

A pair of metal bands with four holes hung from his belt. Spikes ran along the top of them, which looked very sharp. Whatever those weapons were, they looked like they were not fun to get hit with.

“We’ve got an issue,” Wrecky said, glancing at me quickly. “And it’s not him.”

Abble glanced at the metal bands on Wrecky’s waist. “Which is what?” Abble asked, folding her hands behind her, trying to hide her bleeding palm.

My gaze quickly fled from her hand, but keeping my demon face from coming out was still a chore.

I caught Wrecky’s attention for some reason. “You okay, Kade? You’re sweating,” he asked, walking over to the cage.

I glance up at him. “It’s a tad hot down here.”

Wrecky face remained deadpan. “No, it’s not. It’s freezing.”

“Well, I might get sick with how filthy the conditions are down here. I haven’t seen the sun in a while. That would probably help me some. Might even prove that I am not what the men think I am.”

Wrecky let out a long breath, turning back to Abble. “The Undead Tide has been following us for about a day. We should slow the boat down and see what they want. They will catch us eventually.”

“Are you asking me?” Abble shrugged. “Why does my opinion matter?”

“Your father has a deal with them. They’re probably just looking to talk, but if it goes bad, I need you fighting up there with me.”

“You took your knuckles out. It doesn’t seem like a conversation is going to happen,” Abble said, pointing at the metal bands.

Wrecky folded his unbelievably muscular arms. “I would rather be prepared and not completely disregard their unprovoked chase.”

I was so envious of his man appearance.

Abble shook her head. “Asking for help after tossing my friend into a cage. Maybe I’ll just let them take you out for me.”

“Abble. What the fuck?” Wrecky yelled at her, and my jaw clenched at him.

How dare he speak to her that way. Who did he think he was? I would—

My fingers were wrapped around the bars in an instant. “Do not raise your voice at her.”

Wrecky glanced at me, irritated. “What the hell is your problem?”

“For starters, you locked me in a cage, and I don’t like you speaking to Abble that way.”

Abble coughed, pulling Wrecky’s attention. “I think we should let Kade out. The more swords up there, the better. Even if it’s just for the intimidation factor.”

“The crew will throw a fit.”

Abble head tilted. “I’m sorry, who is the captain of this ship? Last time I checked, you made the rules. Unless the ship is falling out of control. By all means, pass the hat off to me”—Abble put her hand out—“Because if it wasn’t clear before, it is now. Father should of giving me The Black Viper.”

“Don’t pull that shit, Abble. You wanted to go to college before I even took charge. Don’t make it seem like I stole this boat from you.”

“You stole it by being a man. All my father wants from me are his fucking grandchildren. I was going to be a much better captain. Father’s name was going to mean something again, with me leading. However, my only use is to pump out babies, I guess, so the Harper bloodline lives on as a glorious legacy of kings. There was never a future in his head of a Queen of the seas”—Abble finger pointed at Wrecky—“And don’t you dare pretend that’s not what happened.”

“That is not—”

Abble tossed her arms at him, tsking. “So father never approached you about knocking me up? He was looking for a reason to keep me off this boat. All those times he talked about me taking over was bullshit and, you know it, Wrecky.”

Oh, wow... so this is what was going on. Not gonna lie; this was not what I thought was going on. I had a vague hunch that maybe Wrecky was into Abble, but I didn’t know Abble wanted to be captain.

“That never—”

Abble slammed her fist into a barrel next to her, actually cracking the wood. “Stop fucking lying. I know what was said.”

Wrecky shrugged. “What was said, Abble? You seem to have this big story built up in your head. Do share.”

“He wanted you to get me drunk and knock me up so I wouldn’t go off to school. You understand how fucked up that is?”—Abble pointed to herself—“I was sixteen when you all had this conversation. Fucking sixteen, Wrecky. You both are fucking disgusting.”

Wrecky looked away from her. “How do you know about that?”

“You talked about right next to Nenia, you bell-end!” Abble shouted at Wrecky, stepping forward. “Coward and a liar. So fitting for someone who has been nothing but a failure their whole life.”

Wrecky took his key out of his pocket, tossing it to Abble aggressively. “Fine, but it’s on you if he kills anyone,” he began to turn away, but stopped looking back. “I agreed to it only to shut him up. If you think I would ever do something like that to you, then you really don’t know me, Abble. Even when you were in the wrong, I sided with you always. I even convinced him to let you embark on this impulsive journey. Kade here was going to get his throat slit, but I told him not to.”

Abble tsked. “I would have killed him if he even tried. Don’t act like you’re the reason I’m on his boat. You’re no saviour.”

Wrecky shook his head. “What happened to you, Abble? I don’t know you anymore,” he said, but Abble remained quiet.

He continued towards the stairs when it was apparent she would not reply.

Abble shrugged as Wrecky’s boot landed on the first step. “I became strong. Like mother always wanted.”

Wrecky stopped, but only for a second before he continued his path up the stairs, and Abble just stared forward, not expressing any emotions.

I hate moments like this. First, it was difficult to decide when it was appropriate to speak. Then there were times you shouldn’t speak. I really need to get better at reading social cues.

“Abble, if you’re going to let me out, let’s do it soon so I can get my dagger,” I said, and she turned to me with tears in her eyes.

She walked over to the door, trying to unlock it as her hands fumbled with the key. Abble’s trembling hands finally stabilised, and she got the door opened.

Coming out of the cage, she wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly.

Slowly, I put my arms around her, unsure if she wanted me to touch her. I had never really been close to someone like this before. No one ever needed me for comfort. Yuridia and Mother were each other shoulder to cry on.

I just kinda buried my sadness, knowing it would annoy people.

As soon as my hand circled around her low back, she pulled me closer. I was glad that was the right choice because I wanted to hug her back. There wasn’t much for me to give her in his friendship, but support was something I could do.

Abble sniffed in my ear with her wet cheek pressed to the side of my face. “I shouldn’t have said those things to him. That could have stayed buried. Wrecky wouldn’t do that to me, even if my father threatened him. I was just spewing venom because I am anger with my dad. Wrecky didn’t deserve to get hit by it.”

“It’s okay. You can talk to him after this. I am sure Wrecky will accept an apology. Just make sure you talk to him before we get off the boat. Letting something like that linger for years might ruin your relationship permanently.”

“Thanks, Kade.”

“No, problem. I am always here.”

Abble’s grip tightened. “Forever?”

“As long as you want me.”

We just hugged for a minute or so before Abble tittered. “I pissed in that cup for no reason.”

“You also tried throwing it at me for no reason.”

Abble squeezed me. “When we go up there. You let me take the lead, do you understand?”

“Of course, Abble. You’re the boss… I mean Princess.”

Abble let go, stepping back with a smile she was trying to conceal. “I am glad you understand who is in charge.”

“Alright, let’s go see these undead pirates.”

Abble and I ran up the stairs and out to the sunlit deck to all the men congregating with their swords out and breath filling the air. The sun was around noon. However, the clouds in the far distance were black, tossing lightning strikes around with anger.

It was freezing, and even my breath was even more noticeable.

Could the sea undead control the weather? That seems a little overpowered. We wouldn’t need to worry about the sun if demons could do that.

There was confusion as they saw Abble and me sprinting into the Office’s quarters, but no one tried to be a hero. I dashed down my hall as Abble went forward into her room.

I grabbed my dagger and its holster off my bed, pulling the belt tight to my waist. Glancing out of my window, I could see the clouds making progress towards us extremely fast.

Hopefully, they only wanted to talk because I was a tad nervous. Part of me also wanted a fight to break out.

If one did, there was no doubt I would level, but I also didn’t know how strong these undead were. We were still far out in the sea the last time I checked the map. If we lost too many crew members, who knows if we could steer the boat to Endeavor. I wasn’t sure how many people it took to sail this boat, but it seem like it took a few.

I headed to Abble’s room and knocked on the door. She yelled for me to come in, and as I entered, Abble was just finishing the binding of her breast with her padded leather pants on. Abble tossed her shirt over her head after tucking the last wrap in.

After slipping into her short jacket, she turned to me. “Remember what I said.”

I nodded. “Let you take the lead.”

Abble clicked her tongue, pointing her finger at me. “Good job. You listened.”

“Shocking, I know.”

Abble pulled her sword strap through the belt loops, buckling it. She was acting a little nervous, which wasn’t helping my stress. I need her to be confident so I could feed off of it.

We left the room and walked through the cabin hall to the outside, where all the men stood on the deck, and Wrecky glanced back at us.

“Let me do all the talking,” Wrecky said to Abble as we stopped next to him.

All the men had their cutlasses out now. Their faces, too, looked worried, and I was now feeling super uneasy. Supposedly, most of them had seen the undead before, so you would think there would be some more confidence.

The sky became dark quickly, and a thick fog soon joined its arrival. Wrecky kept his gaze firmly fixed on the water that was now getting a choppy tossing the ship around a little.

A dark grey fog crept onto the deck from the ocean, clinging to the ground. Kicking it with my foot caused the mist to swirl around my ankle almost clinching to it.

That was weird.

Wrecky sighed. “I knew getting too close to Poseidon’s waters would cause them to follow us.”

I looked over at Wrecky. “Are they going to be mad that you didn’t stop the boat immediately?”

“I don’t know. They’re supposed to not mess with this ship,” Wrecky said, taking the weapons off his belt and sliding his fingers through the metal holes.

Abble pulled her sword from the scabbard. “So there is no reason to stop us, except for one thing.”

Wrecky swallowed his nerves. “Unless they think Nicholas is on this boat, I don’t know what else they would want besides corpses.”

Suddenly, a bowsprit shot out of the ocean covered in seaweed next to us. A ship attached to it followed, almost coming out completely upright.

As the ship emerged from the water, the wood creaked loudly before it slammed down on the ocean’s surface, splashing water over us. A few men were washed over the ship’s railing as Abble wrapped her arm around my waist and grabbed the ropes of the shroud nearby just in time.

I was glad she did this because I might’ve gotten taken overboard.

Both ships rocked back and forth as the undead ship poured water from its cannon hatches and over the deck like it was pumping the sea out.

The wood surface was ebony, like the ship we were on. However, it was covered in barnacles and was sailless, although they still had towering masts that seaweed hung from like ropes, blowing around in the air.

What the hell did I just witness?

By sea pirates, I didn’t think they meant they actually lived under the damn water.

“Men overboard!” Wrecky yelled as the others regained their bearings. “Get ropes to them now.”

A few crew members hurried to the other side of the boat, tossing ropes over the railing, but I had little faith they would get them back. The ocean was getting temperamental.

The corpses of about a dozen men walked out of the hull to the edge of their ghost ship. Their pirate attire was torn, and their purple skin had barnacles seeded deep in it. Their eyes were completely white or missing all together.

They picked up a ramp on their side, slamming it across to ours, but they did not walk across.

Wrecky men were getting restless, holding their cutlasses up as the undead stared at us like statues, except for the occasional hand twitch.

This was a tad scary, to be honest.

God, I was a horrible demon.

After our lengthy wait, a man started walking across the bridge. His boots clicked on the wood, and his long black jacket blew in the wind gusting around us.

He arrived at our deck, and everyone stepped back, not engaging the man as his glowing light blue eyes surveyed the area. They illuminated like my demon eyes, but his were a different colour.

Shit, was he a demon? He might be a different type…

He still looks very dead. His skin was the same purple as his men and the long back hair that flowed to his shoulders was wet, but I could tell it was thin.

Continuing his approach, he arrived before us and tipped his worn tricorne at Wrecky. Part of his cheeks had holes in them, making his teeth visible.

“I am going to have to ask why you are on my boat, Alexander,” Wrecky said, and I saw his fingers tighten into a fist with the metal knuckles.

“Where is Nicholas?” Alexander's voice asked in his deep, echoing tone.

Alexander sounded like what I imagine a demon from hell would sound like.

Our breaths were viable, but His came out in a faint misting blue.

Wrecky shrugged. “Not here. He retired. I’ve told you this before.”

“Poseidon wishes to speak to Nicholas,” Alexander said, moving his coat back to show his sword before he raised his finger that looked like it was just skin pulled over the bone at me. “Cain has trespassed into Poseidon’s domain, and so has his spawn. This cannot remain unpunished.”

Sigh.

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