Day 19
The ocean was rough. And black clouds loomed. We were cutting our way towards Miami when a literal mansion appeared in front of the ship. Before we had a chance to turn. I was sucked into the house. I appeared in the house. It was old 1870's style. Basic haunted house. First thing i did was rip a wall mounted candle holder off and break any glass I saw while exploring. I entered the bathroom thing and saw The Chicken, in the tub, in full costume, having a bubble bath. It got up, soaking wet and followed me while exploring. We were little deviants and destroyed anything that wasn't the house. If any ghosts were in the house, what were they gonna do, kill me? We made our way up the staircase that was unnecessarily large and ornate, bashing the handrail as we went up. We found what appeared to be a entertainment room. And of course there was a grand piano. I went up to it and started playing "A Cruel Angel's Thesis", and thats when I noticed. I can't play piano. The dream was collapsing and I regained consciousness. I was on the deck, sprawled out, The Chicken nearby. Turns out, chugging 70 year old condensed milk from the galley will mess you up. And on that day the undead got a grim reminder, "I ain't afraid of no ghosts."
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