The light. Follow the Light. It’s beautiful. Peaceful. I feel light.
I can sit up. And yet I can look down on myself. Aarr - I don’t remember what did that, but it must’ve hurt.
Right… a cannonball smashed through the ship’s hull…
Belowdecks. I’d gone below to assess damage.
Battle. Pirate hunters. I remember.
Black Jack Thomas. I’m the Captain. I lead this motley crew! Without me, they’re dead!
Get me off this slab.
Agony! Gods that hurts!
Follow the pain! Embrace it! Gah!!!
“Get me above decks ya lily-livered worms! Immediately!!”
“But Captain! We won!”
“Aarr… *cough*”
“Medic!”
