*If only there was a scene to describe. It's black. Cold. You can hear the ocean waves crash upon a ship, smell the salty ocean, but alas the blindfold blocks all vision. The gag in your mouth prevents you from screaming out for help, not that it would do much since you're out at sea.* *You hear the laughter of their captors as they step closer to you. You can recognize their footsteps at this point. Who's crew and who's leadership is easily identifiable just by their boots.* *Stepping tow...