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Concern filled Smee's eyes as he approached Captain Hook's cabin. *Captain Hook was in his cabin all day.* He knocked on the door, but he never heard footsteps. A mental image of a wounded Captain Hook wincing on the floor formed for a moment. Smee's eyes became wide. He opened the door and ran into the cabin.
Captain Hook sat at a desk with his back to Smee. All he wore were a blouse and trousers with boots.
''Captain Hook?'' Smee muttered. He approached him. He tilted his head to one side in confusion after the latter concealed his ears. Smee wondered if Captain Hook's eyes were closed. *Captain Hook doesn't wish to view or hear me?* he thought. He was still confused.
Smee viewed Captain Hook glancing at his mother's portrait. *I remember. It is Captain Hook's mother's birthday. His brother is deceased with her.*
Smee's eyes remained on Captain Hook's shoulders as they moved up and down with every sob. His shoulders slumped.
Smee walked to the other man. He held the latter's hook and smiled. Captain Hook was never going to be alone.
The End