Annette and Jack come together for one last adventure, to search for the hidden treasure of Olivier Levasseur that takes them outside the Caribbean.
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Jack Spa...
I walked through the rainforest to find the beach, talking to myself to both ease my suspicions of what or who was on that mountaintop, and to cure my boredom. "C'était juste les danseurs de feu ... c'était tout ce que c'était."
I finally came to an end of the forest, and saw the Black Pearl out in the distance right where we had left him. I walked to where we kept the longboats stored, not seeing anyone besides Jules, the crew member that we picked up last time we were in Tortuga. He was in charge of watching the boats, and he did not join us for the celebration with the Hawaiians.
"Où sont-ils allés?" I asked myself, wondering where everyone was. I was spinning around to make sure I did not pass the crew accidentally, in case they were asleep along the dark beach.
Too tired to go all the way back to the village and look for them, I walked up to a palm tree and sat down beside it and rested my back against the thin trunk. My eyes drifted closed, and the soft sounds of the waves relaxed me. It's been a long day, and I was exhausted.
Before long, I heard footsteps approaching from behind, and I figured that it was just Jack and the crew. I said loudly as I was falling into a peaceful slumber, "what took you so long?"
When I did not receive an answer, I perked up. My eyes shot open as I snapped myself out of my groggy state. I turned around to see a line of Hawaiians coming straight towards me. I did not recognize them, and they did not look happy.
"Oh, merde," I exclaimed and fell back as I crawled out of their way. The men kept marching straight, their eyes not leaving their target. I followed them with my eyes, seeing that they were headed straight for Jules and the long boats. The feeling in my gut was twisting and turning, urging me to get out of there. The fear gave me goose-skin, prickling up my arms to the back of my neck.
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Before I could say anything to the him, one of the Hawaiian men threw his spear to Jules, swiftly impaling him and he immediately dropped dead to the ground.
"Mon Dieu," I gasped. I scrambled up to my feet, covering my mouth with my sand covered hand. I hissed between my teeth and begged in hopes that he was still alive, "come on... walk it off!"
One Hawaiian man left the uniformed line to retrieve his spear, I noticed that none of their feet touched the ground. My hand was shaking as I peered at all their ghastly faces, now all staring at me. The leader of the line shouted at me and pointed, and the entire line of the warriors started yelling and charging at me.
"Oh, merde," I said again, turning around to run down the beach. "Jack! Jack!" I shouted absentmindedly, looking back as I ran to see that the warriors were still chasing after me.
With no where else to go, I sprinted into the water. I jumped and hopped, going as far as I could. I was fighting against the waves that wanted me to stay at the shore. Once I got past the breaking waves, I cautiously turned around to see that the warriors stopped right where the water met the sand, glaring and puffing their chests out at me.
