Title: Time's Run Out
Written For: POTC dogwatch
Disclaimer: I don't own it, the mouse does.
A/N - yet another drabble about Jack :) please R, R, and Enjoy :)
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If he had thought time was of the essence before, it was even more so now. Before he had to figure out a way to outsmart Davy Jones, and he had more time to do that. Now he had to figure out a way to get out of Davy Jones' locker by sunset, or be stuck in this living hell forever. As Jack stared at the riddle, trying to make sense of it, the sun was creeping lower and lower in the sky. Jack was painfully aware of the time slipping away – time they didn't have to loose. "Sunrise sets, flash of green" Jack repeated, more to himself than to anyone else. "Up is down… that's just maddeningly unhelpful." Jack took another look at the sun, sinking even lower, about to set, and there certainly wasn't one rising. But, as he saw the picture of the capsized ship in the middle of the charts, it all became clear. It wasn't sunrise, it was sunup, and instead of sunset, it was sundown … Jack started running towards one of the sides of his ship, shouting at the others to follow, and quickly. Jack didn't care if they thought he was crazy, they all needed to work together, and so he was relieved when he heard Barbossa shouting out that Jack had solved the riddle, and everyone started running trying to capsize the ship. Time was running out if he wanted to get his plan to work.