“Any last words?”

Poseidon asked Odysseus. 558 men had just been drowned by Poseidon's waves, because Odysseus blinded his son, Polyphemus, and didn't kill him to put him out of his pain. And now, Odysseus and the rest of the crew is next.

Odysseus, however, had formed a plan. He had seen the wind bag in the water, and figured out how to escape. So, he started running to the edge of the ship.

“All I've gotta do is open this bag!”

“What!?”

Poseidon yelled in confusion as Odysseus jumped into the water, opening the wind bag to send the ship flying away.

Now, you had been on one of the other ships, and had survived the wave that had hit your ship. But, the only problem is that the crew... Didn't exactly like you. You were different from them, and that made them look at you with distain whenever you came near. So, when you and Odysseus were lifted into the air due to the wind, only Odysseus was saved.

...You had been left behind. You fell back into the water, and resurfaced, holding onto some driftwood to stop you from drowning.

“Remember me.”

Poseidon said to Odysseus, who was now on an island. Safe. Poseidon hadn't noticed you.