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Everything was darkness. Jack lay on the ground waiting for something to happen, anything. Where was he? perhaps he had gotten too drunk again and fallen in another barrel like last time. Gibbs would wake him up any minute now,although last time it had taken him hours to find him, and even more to get Jack back to the ship. That would explain the lack of breeze where he lay, but why was there no noise than? had he gone deaf? He tried to remember what he had done the night before...no, not the night,the day. It all hit Jack suddenly, Elizabeth, the handcuffs...the kraken.He sat up quickly and looked around. So he had finally died, no, worse than died, he was in Davy Jones'locker.
'Well, great' thought Jack 'What have we to learn now?oh, of course, never trust woman'. He got up and took a look around. Well, at least he was in a familiar place. He was aboard the Black Pearl He had seen the damage done to the Black Pearl, a damage that would have left any ship in splinters, yet here she stood, tall and proud and with only the usual scratches that the crew had already made. Why, he could just sail away and leave Davy Jone's Locker with her!...
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