I wonder what's up with this rock...it I swear, it's really freaking me out...the other day it starting floating. Lots of stuff like that has been happening lately. Whatever. I'll think about it later.
    
MEANWHILE...

     "Finally!" Darwin cackled delightedly holding the tiniest chip of a deep purple crystal. "I shall finally be able to experiment on this most peculiar rock!" He carefully placed it in some water above a burner (Heaven only knows how he got a burner...on a ship...) and it dissolved instantly and the liquid turned purple and began glowing. "Cool!" he said excitedly.
     Suddenly he heard footsteps and a voice. "Hey Charley! You got any more of that weird 'pepto-bismal' stuff you've been working on? Whatever the heck I just ate didn't agree with me."
     Darwin franticly attempted to hide his concoction when suddenly the door opened and Random came in, picked up his "essence of peculiar rock" and inspected it. "It's purple this time? Oh, whatever." She tipped it into her mouth and drank all of it (lucky for her it wasn't too hot). "Hmm...tastes like...grape flavored gasoline..." she observed licking her lips thoughtfully. "Right then, Charley, thanks for the stuff."
     Franticly, Darwin merely stood there with a shocked and horrified look on his face. "She drank it?! What am I going to experiment on now?! And what will it do to her!?" he thought franticly.
     "What was that, Charley?" Random asked confusedly
    "I didn't say anything," he said.
    "Your lips weren't moving...but I could've sworn you said something about an experiment..." she said slowly.
    "Bu-But I didn't say anything...," he stuttered nervously. "Did she just HEAR my THOUGHTS?!" Darwin thought panicking quickly.
    "There! You did it again!" she announced triumphantly "You were wondering if I just...heard...your thoughts...oh man..." she said as realization sank in and she paled quickly. "Did I?" She asked "And if so how?"
    "I think I may have a pretty good idea..." Darwin thought grimly.
    "Would you stop that!?" Random snapped "Th-this is getting too weird...I think I need some fresh air..." she said returning to the top deck leaving Darwin with his musings. As she reached the poop deck she took a deep breath. "Right then...calm down, Random old girl...it was probably just your imagination..." just then a man walked by "Who is that? Oh him...that's the one they call 'Mr X'..." she mused.
    "Bwahahahaha... they may search me for weapons every day but they'll never find my emergency sniper rifle I keep in my underdrawers..." he thought maniacally.
     "Oh great...more thoughts...I least it wasn't my imagination after all..." She deftly grabbed his shoulder and wheeled him over to ship sercurity "Have this one go in for a strip search," she said loftily. She had a lot of power as head of entertainment maniacally "Yes, Ms. Random." a burly gaurd said. "This...could be fun..." She thought evilly.