(Ship creaking)
(Deep gruff English accent) "Argh, where did ya hide it"
(Solluem mid Atlantic accent) "I told you, we lost it in the storm, I saw it fall overboard my self"
(Deep gruff English accent) "Ya lie. I'll count to three before I kill your little lover's mate over there"
"One"
(There's a low clicking noise)
"Two"
(Cloth rustles)
"Thr-AGH"
THACHUAMN
there's a body flying backwards on the other side of the room. It's blood frozen in mid air from where the ball struck, the ball itself visible on the other side of the man's chest. Those two stuck are like that, flame still spouting from the pistol.
Escape starts playing