Although theoretically, anomaly 077 is not a normal "dead person," everyone felt it was worth a try—at least they should try.
So, about ten minutes later, a sailor who was slacking off in a corner of the lower deck was startled awake by a torrent of hasty and chaotic footsteps. He opened his eyes to see the captain leading all the crew rushing over. Before he could react, Fenna dashed forward and hoisted the dry corpse up by his collar.
The sailor had never seen such a scene. As he was lifted by Fenna, and felt the intense (yet hopeful) gazes converging on him, he trembled down to his molars, shrinking his neck and trying to hide backward: "I...I was just snoozing for a bit, that shouldn't violate the crew's code, right? And even if it does, you all can't just beat me up for it, can you?"
"Don't snooze now, you can't sleep anyway," Duncan came forward from behind the crowd, sizing up anomaly 077, "We have some serious business for you."
