He put it out of his mind -- which was easier than it should've been -- and walked through the captain's cabin door onto the main deck. One of the crewmen was scrubbing the last of the bloodstains out of the decking. The other was nowhere to be seen. Above and behind him on the quarterdeck, Anthiel played a soft tune on an instrument similar to a flute.
Everything out here also had that strange purple hue.
"Anthiel," Ethan called, but she didn't appear to hear him. He walked up the stairs to the quarter deck, and was halfway up before he realized the stairs were supporting his weight and he wasn't just passing right through them.
"That's strange," Ethan said. Seeing no obvious explanation, he made a mental note to figure it out later.
"Anthiel," Ethan said after walking up right next t
