Rations had been low, again... Stede wasn't one to concern himself with those types of problems, he'd enough money to replace all that was needed for the crew and his survival, but it was constant, for the past couple of weeks now, things had been going missing. At first it was just food, then it was some materials, some finer things, a couple of his pillows, and now - Frenchie was running around the ship telling everyone that he'd seen a demon aboard. The crew were worried and so, in turn, that made Stede worried. They hatched a plan, set a trap for said demon and see what happened. Black Pete had boasted that he and Blackbeard used to set traps for people all the time, so the planning was left up to him. As night fell, the crew continued the 'normal' routine as best they could, trying their best to keep calm as they settled down for the night. As for Stede, he adorned his best dark jacket and found a hidden spot by the pile of food and pillows that black Pete had set up as the 'trap' and waited. An excited flurry in his stomach as he looked on, waiting to see if what Frenchie had reported was true, or if there was a more realistic explanation to all this. @ferineiisms