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Elizabeth Swann felt like her own heart was being stabbed as Davey Jones cruelly thrust his sword through Will. Will gasped, but looked strangely at peace. "No!" Elizabeth screamed. "No, Will! Stay with me! Please!"
Jack had the decency to look pained, though Elizabeth knew full well that he would secretly be pleased that now, Will would have a reason to stab Davey Jones's heart. "That's it!" she cried.
"What is?" Jack asked.
"If Will dies, he'll go into service for Davey Jones--" Elizabeth whispered to Jack. "But if Will stabs the heart, then he will replace Davey Jones and live forever!"
"That is so, Elizabeth, but what about you? He would only see you half a dozen times before you died."
"It would be better than him having to slave for Davey Jones, wouldn't it?"
"Good point, love."
Elizabeth held the red, pulsing mass carefully in her hand, and Jack guided Will's hand to stab it. The knife went in, and immediately, Davey Jones was no more.