Richard had all the hostages taken below deck. He had them locked into a storage area then posted two guards. He chosen them from the new crew members..."No one is to enter or leave without my say so. Food is to be given to them at the door. If my orders are disobeyed you will have a long swim. Do you understand?" he asked them. They said they did.The stores of the Spanish ship was checked out. Anything of use to them was brought over to their ship, the rest left. The one prized Richard needed. “His gang have a marked tendency to torture, mutilate, and kill the male victims while raping any girls or women in their company. They’ve done this a lot lately, too. They keep the testicles of male victims pickled in jars as trophies. By the way, the man is highly literate and a keen fan of Edgar Allan Poe. He got into poetry and Gothic literature in prison. That and his football fandom are why his gang are the ‘Dark Ravens.’ This is not even the worst gang in Baltimore, though.“The Hungry. Of course I did, but mostly later that night outside the Spaten tent. I was ready to get out of Salzburg, my experience slightly flavored by the shitty night I had and the shittier hangover. After making it to the one of the hourly trains to Munich I collapsed in my seat. After thirty minutes into the voyage I determined we had made four stops already and traveled scant over twenty miles. A simple forty-five minute ride turned into a two hour voyage. The train stopped at any town with a. ‘Oh yes,’ he answered, ‘I’m not always invisible. It comes and goes.’ ‘Ah,’ we said. So Newton and I sat amid the debris that used to be our home, wondering what our next course of action should be. ‘Well,’ said Newton, ‘I’ve no problem living in the park and the neighboring woods, being a beast and all, but…’ I took up where Newton left off, ‘But I’ve never been any good at roughing it. Don’t worry Newton, you do what you need to. I’ll get by. I can stay with one of my sisters, I suppose.’.