On Prisoners

Hands sent the Unsinkable out with his trusted men to bring back more prisoners. The old ones are already gone—Hands keeps dragging them off, one by one, to God knows where. I don't know who they'll hit. Merchant ships rarely come to the archipelago now, and Tortuga lies in ruins… Good luck to the lads. If they don't bring back fresh meat, I'm afraid we'll be the ones dragged off next.