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I'm now just floating in mid-air, weightless. This must be how astronauts feel. I don't know about Shay though, I can't hear anything, see anything, move or feel anything to be able to know what is happening. I can however think, the first thing that comes to my mind is WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!!?, that and Free Fallin' by Tom Petty. As this is happening, I am starting to regain consciousness, I can somewhat move, somewhat hear, feel, and talk. But I can see extremely clear now, and I see the water flying at me at speeds unthinkable. I turn and see Shay screaming as she is trying to grab something that isn't there. Now that I notice her screaming, I start to scream. As we near the water we stop in mid-air, Shay is still screaming until she realizes we stopped. She looks around, looks at me smiles a relieved smile, I do the same. Then we finally fall into the water.

We look around, gather our bearings and start to relax. But, we hear creaking, wood creaking.
"Do you hear that?" Shay asks me,
"Uh-huh, I hear it. It doesn't sound like any boat that's around now." I reply, I look at her for her response and she is just staring at something behind me. I turn around and see a huge sailboat coming at us at twenty miles an hour. I pull her towards me and we start shouting and waving our arms for them to pick us up. They finally stop and throw a rope and not a buoy, lifesaver lookin' thing. They pull us up and we look in shock as they are dressed as Pirates, the man who we think is the captain walks up to us and I am trying not to laugh at his outfit. He is spot on with the Blackbeard cosplay.
"Where are we? Who are you?" Shay asks the captain,
"You're in the Caribbean islands lass, and I? I'm Captain Morgan. Who be ye exactly?"
"I'm Connor and she is Shay. What year is this? Why does this look so real?"
"The year my dear boy, is 1727. Where do ye lovers come from?"
"Louisiana." says Shay,
"Up north? How did ye two end up down here West of Havana?"
"We don't know. We saw a flash of light and then nothing."
"Interesting, well no matter how ye got here, you're part of the crew now."
"What!? We can't! We have to get back home!" Shay exclaims,
"Babe. Give us a second please?" He gestures the go ahead,
"What are you doing!? This is the only way for us to get home, the only logical way I mean. But if we don't join, we die.
"How do you know?"
"Movies, but that's besides the point. Captain Morgan here is our one way ticket home. We just need to agree. Then we go from there. OK?"
"Fine. You better be right."
"Sweet. Captain Morgan sir? We will join your crew. As long as we can get home."
"That's not guaranteed, but welcome to the crew Connor and Shay!" The whole crew shouts in excitement but I see some of the crew whispering back and forth about Shay. How do I know they're talking about Shay? They are gesturing in her direction. I'm about to tell Shay but Captain Morgan starts to talk again.
"MEN! We must provide our new crewmembers with proper garments. What ye two are wearing I've never seen before."
"These clothes? Oh worry not sir, for we got them from Asia."
"Asia? Out west? That's not gonna work out on my ship, sailors. Here, take these."
"Thank you. What do we do now?"
"Ye swab the deck."
Well, this is our life now. Our life doesn't seem so normal anymore.

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