The damped rythm of his heavy boots echoed through the corridor as he slowly but surely approached the brig of the Omaha. The enlisted men and officers
when noticing him stood in attention and saluted to wich he repplied with a quick nod or with tipping his hat.
Finally he arrived at the brig where two marines stood who were guarding it. They quickly opened the door and he stepped in noticing Ethan in one of the cells."What on earth is happening here? Why is an officer of mine in the brig? Anyone? I hope you have a good explanation because within thirty seconds heads will start to fall."
