Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Everything was numb. The only thing I could feel was a dizzying, rolling sensation. I groaned. Stop it. I want the moving to stop.
A little hand prodded my side. My eyelids cracked open and I tried to make out the figure hanging over me. It said something…but I don’t know what.
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I was lying on something hard. It was moving with the waves. Up and down, up and
“Laria? Laria, what are we going to do?”
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
“Laria, look! I think they can help! Get up, please! I can’t get their attention myself.”
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
One moment the sun was warming me, and then suddenly I was freezing. Everything was dark. A massive shadow loomed over me.
“Oh, no,” I heard the person whisper.
“Pirates.”
***
I came to in a darkened space. My clothes were stiff and uncomfortable. They were encrusted with salt. The smell of rotting flesh emanated from the wood bench I was laid on and Nat’aniel was kneeling at my side.
…
Wait…
Nat’aniel???
“What are you doing here?” I gasped. “Where are we?”
The words rushed out of Nat’aniel’s mouth. “There was a storm and we got thrown off the boat and then I managed to get us on the mast that fell off the Minnow, then there was this ship on the horizon and it got closer and closer to us and-”
“Slow down! What ship?”
“It was a pirate ship but I didn’t know so I called out for help but I didn’t know, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know …” Tears started to flood down Nat’aniel’s cheeks and his shoulders shook as I started to realize what happened. We were captured by pirates.
Now I could make out my surroundings. We were locked up in a cell, the one closest to the door. There was one bench in each cell, but from the look of the other ones, most were starting to disintegrate from the moisture that leaked in from the ceiling.
“I’m sorry,” Nat’aniel blubbered and I hugged him. When he hugged me I winced and he jerked back.
“Your ribs are bruised,” he sniffled. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” I said. “It wasn’t you fault.”
It’s mine, I thought. I shouldn’t have left the storage room.
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Secrets of the Sea
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