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Will

Great. Jack is crying again. Scarlet must have left him or something. Or… Nope never mine. "Cap'ain."

"No!! The rum is gone!!" Jack is really drunk. "Why fate, why? It was rum!! MY RUM!! HOW DARE YOU, FATE!!" He started to bang his head on the table. "My rum. My rum. My rum. My rum. My rum. My rum. MY RUM!!" Jack isn't drunk. He has lost his mind.

"Mr. Gibbs, my hat."

"Cap'ain, it be on ye head."

"Not that hat. The other one." Gibbs was silent.

"Cap'ain not that hat. It will scare the crew." Ok. Now I have to know. I wonder where Elizabeth is. I haven't seen her since last night. It's kind of strange she isn't around now of all times.

"Are you questioning me, Mr. Gibbs? Because questioning the cap'ain is mutiny and Cap'ain Jack Sparrow hangs mutineers." Mr. Gibbs hurried downs stairs. When he comes back up, he is carring a hay, a pipe and a magnified glass.

"Here, Cap'ain."

"What do you plan to do with those, Jack?" I ask.

"Elementary, my dear Turner, we plan to catch a rum thief." Gibbs smacks himself on the head. I see Elizabeth walking from the haul with a crate in her hands.