'Morning' Five
"Well, I'm off," said Tangles. "See you in a few days, guys."
"Off?" asked a curious termite. "Off to where?"
"To Hawaii, of course!" beamed Tangles, hoisting his travel bags above his head (one of the advantages of being a holidaying termite is that you can carry up to 50 times your own weight in luggage). "I figured that this was the ideal time for a short vacation. A few days of sun, surf and sand will leave me refreshed and ready to face whatever horrors these mutineers throw at us next!"
"Well that sounds nice," continued the curious termite. "Can we come?"
"Oh, no, I'm afraid I only had one ticket, and I already ate that. Anyway, you're all needed here: there's an investigation going on, remember. Can't have you shirking your duties, right?"
"I guess not," said the disappointed termite. "Oh well, at least there's still plenty of mast and sail to eat."
Unlike all of the other escapees so far, Tangles actually did manage to reach land, and by some fluke, the land he reached was indeed Hawaii. Once he got there, the weather in Hawaii was so pleasant and (to pluck a phrase from the air purely at random) unlike a British winter, that Tangles could not handle the loveliness of the heat and was essentially sunburned to death.
But these are the risks you take when you vacation during a mutiny!
It is now DAY!
Vote for who you believe to be a mutineer.
The DAY will end at 20.00 GMT Wednesday (i.e. in approximately 48 hours). No votes past that time will be counted.
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