Deadly Waters

Hell in High-Water

I woke up with a jolt. Gasping for air I looked around, heart racing and no idea of where I was...

I ran away from the side. I was not afraid of the Kraken, though it sunk my ship it was possibly the best thing that ever happened to me. It was how I met Jack. As I was thinking about this, one of the Kraken's many tentacles came down upon the ship, spitting it in half. I jumped and grabbed the bottom of a mast and began to climb up it, when I got to the top I looked down.

I saw blood, bits of rubble from the ship and the Kraken's huge, open mouth. The stench of its breath was unbearable! I took one last glance at the Kraken. "Until we meet again, beastie" then I jumped off of the mast and landed in the water. It was chilly, I looked down and saw the Flying Dutchman not far off.

I swam as fast as I could toward where I thought I was last on the Black Pearl.

*My legs were giving out and my arms were extremely tired from swimming so much. The water was calm and the day was sunny, but that was far from what I felt inside. There was no ships in sight, no islands, no ports. Nothing. Just open sea, "why in hell is Singapore so far away?"

I growled to myself, spitting sea water out of my mouth. Soon, I felt a tug on my foot, I looked underneath me but no one was there. The tug became a pull and it was hard to keep my head above water. It was pulling me toward what I figured was the west. Eventually, after minutes of struggling not to tread water, my legs stopped kicking and my arms stopped flailing.

I sunk, I gave out a scream which turned into nothing but air bubbles. Unnoticed by the now churning sea. My lungs felt like they were going to burst, I was only a few feet below the surface, but something was pulling me, with some remaining strength I made one last effort to free myself, but it ended up as a failure, just a splash on the water. Soon my eyes shut and I ultimately gave up...

*I woke up with a jolt. Gasping for air, I looked around, heart racing and no idea of were I was. I was laying on a flowery table in what looked to be a small hut filled with flowers and sweet grasses. Still breathing heavily, I swung my feet off the table and tried to stand, but ended up falling on my rump. I looked around even more at the small hut, it had a tiny window which let in much  sunlight, a small cage in the far left corner holding a colorful parrot, this table in the middle of it, a curtain that protected the doorway and a shrine of some sort, with a dirt floor.

 Someone entered the hut. The person was a female, she was tall, wearing a red, tattered dress, she was black, and had long, blond hair with friendly hazel eyes. She looked about the same age as me. We stared at each other in silence for a moment. I was afraid she didn't speak the same language I did.

Then she smiled "you are okay?" she asked, I nodded with an half open mouth "then let us rejoice!" she yelled her voice was a bit deeper than a normal woman's but she was friendly all the same. She helped me up and yelled something in another language, but when she moved the curtain...that's what really surprised me...