Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the wheel of the pearl, wind whipping his braids. He took a quick look at his compass, then yelled, "Gibbs!" "Aye, sir?" Gibbs responded. "Take the wheel, I need a drink." "Aye Captain." Jack went to his room and layed on his bed, and took out a bottle of rum. 'Oh the rum's gone again!', he thought. 'Why is the rum always gone!' He got up, walked to his desk and looked through some papers. 'Ah there it is' He said to himself. He pulled out a very old looking map, with stains of what looked to be blood. It was a map to the heart of Davvy Jones. Jack Sparrow had a debt to settle with him, and wouldn't give up without a fight. He took out his compass, and walked back on deck. "Thank you Gibbs, I will take it from here." "Aye sir," Gibbs responded. "Do we have a heading?" Jack looked at him and said, "Yes Gibbs, we do. We're going to find the dead man's chest."