(Days later...late at night, the crew has mostly fallen asleep. Davy Jones stands at the wheel of the ship, as he looks out across the sea. Something did not feel right. Another seaman takes the wheel as Davey Jones steps away. He slowly walks towards the front of the ship.)
"The sea be calm and quiet tonight, Captain."
"Aye. That's what troubles me."
(Davey Jones stands still, looking out across the sea. It was out there....somewhere. He could feel it. The other seaman tells another crewman to awake the crew. They come onto the deck, looking around. The only sound was the creaking of the ship upon the waters. Suddenly the wind begins to blow, and the skies darken quickly. The sea begins to churn violently. A crewman in the crows nest hollers.)
"Captain! Up ahead!"
