There was an abandoned house on the outskirts of a small village.
Many years ago someone got murdered there and from then on everyone in the village kept away from that place.
But it wasn't haunted or anything.
It was just a normal sturdy-built house with a nice wide basement.
The Dandelions and Superbia were able to convince the village elder with few coins to rent them that basement for a few hours.
The basement and an old barrel that although wasn't leaking was in a bad enough state to get thrown away.
Uresha and Rotte filled the barrel with the water from the village's well and carried it back into the basement where Shanks was finishing tying up the unconscious beautiful man to the chair.
Shanks looked at the barrel and then at Cranberry, circling around it with furrowed brows as if she was trying to remember something.
"Young lady, if you wanted to drown him a bit, you could have told me before I finished..."
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