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"You should not go on your own, Elizabeth. I do not need to tell you it will be very dangerous."

Lizzie, as it were, did not wait for the light to come. She had lay awake on her own, clutching the indecisive compass and the experienced silver dagger. When she wasn't able to continue this any longer, she had strode silently about the hut, and had found Tia awake and waiting for her arrival.

She hadn't told Tia anything of her plans, only asked for Jack's bearings. The woman mysteriously knew all else without need for words.

"You don't, that is true. But I must go."

Tia eyed her now, painted skin about her usually knowing brown eyes crinkled as if she could not quite put her finger on something.

"There is only one way to find the Sparrow now. The Flying Dutchman won't be found unless it is either looking to be found, or looking for a person. Which it is doing neither of now."

Dalma turned inside of one of her many adjoining storage rooms, this one tiny and to the right of the hammock Elizabeth had been using. Tia searched the full shelves, covered with books, vials and jars containing any number of strange, dried, liquid and colourful items.

Tia revolved to face Elizabeth with a bundle of partially folded, aged parchment maps. She slowly unfurled the topmost one and turned her head to examine it. Africa painted neatly green and yellow. Asia red. Jamaica was orange.

"Assuming you believe much more freely in the supernatural, now, there are four things that you need."

Elizabeth nodded.

"Five medallions that you need. There is one from Vancouver Island in the New World, there is one from Easter Island, to the south, there is one from Heard Island, a mysterious place to the east, one from Hainan in the Old World." She explained.

"medallions?" Elizabeth inquired.

"And, the one from Bangui," Tia parted two books and reached between them, the black and gold book entitled "Enchantment" and another book, which said "Preliminary Piracy" in fancy golden letters on its spine.

She retrieved a hidden black pouch from the shelf and handed it to Elizabeth. Loosening the drawstring with her fingers, she gently opened the pouch and poured its contents into her hand. It was a shining silver angel, set on a square iron background, approximately an inch and a half wide, with intriquetly crafted feathered wings, and long hair that fell in waves about her shoulders. The medallion had something on its surface that she could not quite make out in the darkness.

"Each medallion has a symbol. Lightness to darkness (or good to evil), life to death, and magic. They are equally important. I have four for you. You will have to find the last, magic, yourself. It resides in Spanish Town, with a woman by the name of Aundrea,"

"How will they help Jack?" Elizabeth wondered aloud.

"The combining of each stone with the others enables the realm of the dead to be very close to that of the living. If one is not a person of proportionate balance of those five symbols, than without the aid of the medallions balancing that person's energy, they could never enter such a place without first succumbing to death after great sin."

Elizabeth absorbed this information. More complications.

"What place?"

"Hell," Tia spoke as if the answer was blatantly obvious.

"...Hell...then...Jack commited great sin before..."

"Or he was...is...a person of proportionate balance," Tia countered. "You, however, Elizabeth commited a great sin. Now is not the time for death,"

For a moment, there was quiet, aside from the chirp of insects about in the swamp outside, the soft snoring of the crew.

"What if...what happens if he didn't...survive?"

"Then. Then, Jack is dead,"

There was a short-lived, but meaningful silence.

"The only way to bring Davy Jones to the surface is to taunt him with his own heart."

The two watched each other, one not knowing where to start, the other not knowing where to end.

"I must find this stone, steal the heart of Davy Jones before Cutler Beckett can use it to his own advantage, lure the Flying Dutchman to the surface with Davy Jones' beating heart, combine these medallions, find Jack, alive, and somehow escape with him, all the while keeping the heart away from everyone who wants it."

"Those are the main points, yes."

Tia gathered the maps and placed them in a cloth bag before handing it to Elizabeth.

"Other things you'll need are in here."

Elizabeth thanked her for all of her help, and the appreciation did not go unnoticed by Tia.

"You know they will go after you," She warned.

Elizabeth nodded, and drew her mop of sandy brunette hair together atop her head as she pulled her worn brown tricorner hat securely over it.

"Also, I will have to tell them the same information that I have told you."

Again, Elizabeth nodded in response.

"I know. Thank you for telling me beforehand."

"You're welcome," Tia replied, Elizabeth knowing she had meant all of her words.

With a small smile, Elizabeth gathered her things and stepped quietly towards the door.

"Swann,"

She turned back to see Tia watching her, hands clutched in front of her stomach.

"Be careful of that man, Elizabeth, he is not what he seems."

Elizabeth nodded appreciatively and slowly faced the door, remembering just in time to hold the bells atop it to prevent them from ringing as she opened it, not knowing exactly what Tia meant.