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Chapter 13-Thoughts of Insanity
A thought about life and death. . .
Rowena kept running over the thoughts in her mind, and every time they made less sense. But every time one thing was always clear. The liquid barrier had to be some kind of gate between life and death. Nothing else made sense at the moment. She got up and picked up her compass, which started to glow and spin more when she held it. She had to figure out what that meant. Suddenly Ragetti's voice boomed in her head. "It means yer dead, LUV. As dead as the skeleton's yer standin' on, and as dead as Jack will be in a short time." She jumped.
Then looked down. It was true, as her eyes adjusted to the new darkness, she saw fragments of bones lying under her feet. Then she saw a skull. It had a sword sticking out of it, and a few locks of hair still left on its head. It was a revolting site, enough to make anyone shudder. "Aye. See that? It's what yer dear friend Jack will look like in a short time, luv." Ragetti's whispered in her mind.
She looked down at her feet. Or, what she could make out of them in the darkness. They looked solid, alive like. She felt her face. That felt solid and living too. She breathed. Dead people didn't breath. She didn't feel dead, so what could Ragetti mean by, 'it means yer dead'? "I meant what I said, yer as dead as those skeletons, as dead as me, and as dead as Jack's crew will ever be." This puzzled her even more. Ragetti was the living dead. . .Jack was GOING to die. . .and Jacks crew. . .
Were they dead already? Were they the living dead? It was hard to tell, but whatever it was, it had something to do with the cursed Aztec gold, the liquid gate, and her compass. "Ah, catchin' on now I see. Faster than old Jack I'm afraid. He's a bloomin' idiot!" Ragetti laughed loudly. She shook her head. She desperately wanted Ragetti to stop talking to her that way. . .in her mind. She was going to go mad before she even TRIED to solve this puzzle, and then she'd die for sure, if she wasn't dead already, that is.
"That's my goal, luv." He said to her. Then she had a thought. What if she used Ragetti's talent against him? If she could, she would be able to talk to him with HER mind, and he would go mad too, or at least more mad than he already was, if that was possible. "So, trying to drive me mad, eh?" She thought, trying to direct her thoughts at Ragetti, imagining him going mad. She heard him stop laughing. "What the-" He started, then contained himself. "That's a nice trick luv, but yeh can't drive me mad. Are yeh forgettin' already? I AM the one who uses Telepathy; therefore I can't drive myself mad, now can I?
She thought about that one, fully aware that Ragetti could hear her every thought. Finally she heard Ragetti sigh in frustration. "You are dimwitted, aren't you? Well, let me tell yeh." She settled down on the floor and listened as Ragetti spoke. This was exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to get so annoyed with her that he would spill all his knowledge out to her, then she would be able to solve all of this. With or without Jack's help. "You are on the death side of the barrier, I'm sure you've noticed. Anyone who crosses to this side is dead. Not that they know it, but if you stay on this side too long, yeh turn into a zombie-like thing. Take Jack's crew for instance. That's what yeh'll look like in no time at all, yeh get it?"
Rowena gasped. She was dead! "And yer compass glows when it's 'round the dead. Spins too." He finished. So that explained the annoying spinning and glowing, but that still didn't explain anything about Jack. "Jack is on this side with yeh. He's just. . .tied up. . .at the moment." Ragetti paused, and Rowena could almost feel him smile. "Let me show yeh." Suddenly, and against her will, images started to fill her mind. Images of Jack being wasted away to nothing, of him bleeding to death, or just sitting there until he killed himself. It was too terrible to watch. Rowena shut her eyes quickly, but that only made the images more vivid.
"Stop!" She screamed. Instantly the images were sucked from her mind, leaving her more tired and confused than before. "Ah, too much suffering for poor Captain Maynard to watch, is it then?" "Well, I'll show yeh what's really going to happen to the infamous Jack Sparrow."
A/n: sorry, a short chapter again, I know. I'll try to make the next one longer. Love, Sandra/Rachel/me/retard-well, not really, my bffls will know what I mean.
Chapter 13-Thoughts of Insanity
A thought about life and death. . .
Rowena kept running over the thoughts in her mind, and every time they made less sense. But every time one thing was always clear. The liquid barrier had to be some kind of gate between life and death. Nothing else made sense at the moment. She got up and picked up her compass, which started to glow and spin more when she held it. She had to figure out what that meant. Suddenly Ragetti's voice boomed in her head. "It means yer dead, LUV. As dead as the skeleton's yer standin' on, and as dead as Jack will be in a short time." She jumped.
Then looked down. It was true, as her eyes adjusted to the new darkness, she saw fragments of bones lying under her feet. Then she saw a skull. It had a sword sticking out of it, and a few locks of hair still left on its head. It was a revolting site, enough to make anyone shudder. "Aye. See that? It's what yer dear friend Jack will look like in a short time, luv." Ragetti's whispered in her mind.
She looked down at her feet. Or, what she could make out of them in the darkness. They looked solid, alive like. She felt her face. That felt solid and living too. She breathed. Dead people didn't breath. She didn't feel dead, so what could Ragetti mean by, 'it means yer dead'? "I meant what I said, yer as dead as those skeletons, as dead as me, and as dead as Jack's crew will ever be." This puzzled her even more. Ragetti was the living dead. . .Jack was GOING to die. . .and Jacks crew. . .
Were they dead already? Were they the living dead? It was hard to tell, but whatever it was, it had something to do with the cursed Aztec gold, the liquid gate, and her compass. "Ah, catchin' on now I see. Faster than old Jack I'm afraid. He's a bloomin' idiot!" Ragetti laughed loudly. She shook her head. She desperately wanted Ragetti to stop talking to her that way. . .in her mind. She was going to go mad before she even TRIED to solve this puzzle, and then she'd die for sure, if she wasn't dead already, that is.
"That's my goal, luv." He said to her. Then she had a thought. What if she used Ragetti's talent against him? If she could, she would be able to talk to him with HER mind, and he would go mad too, or at least more mad than he already was, if that was possible. "So, trying to drive me mad, eh?" She thought, trying to direct her thoughts at Ragetti, imagining him going mad. She heard him stop laughing. "What the-" He started, then contained himself. "That's a nice trick luv, but yeh can't drive me mad. Are yeh forgettin' already? I AM the one who uses Telepathy; therefore I can't drive myself mad, now can I?
She thought about that one, fully aware that Ragetti could hear her every thought. Finally she heard Ragetti sigh in frustration. "You are dimwitted, aren't you? Well, let me tell yeh." She settled down on the floor and listened as Ragetti spoke. This was exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to get so annoyed with her that he would spill all his knowledge out to her, then she would be able to solve all of this. With or without Jack's help. "You are on the death side of the barrier, I'm sure you've noticed. Anyone who crosses to this side is dead. Not that they know it, but if you stay on this side too long, yeh turn into a zombie-like thing. Take Jack's crew for instance. That's what yeh'll look like in no time at all, yeh get it?"
Rowena gasped. She was dead! "And yer compass glows when it's 'round the dead. Spins too." He finished. So that explained the annoying spinning and glowing, but that still didn't explain anything about Jack. "Jack is on this side with yeh. He's just. . .tied up. . .at the moment." Ragetti paused, and Rowena could almost feel him smile. "Let me show yeh." Suddenly, and against her will, images started to fill her mind. Images of Jack being wasted away to nothing, of him bleeding to death, or just sitting there until he killed himself. It was too terrible to watch. Rowena shut her eyes quickly, but that only made the images more vivid.
"Stop!" She screamed. Instantly the images were sucked from her mind, leaving her more tired and confused than before. "Ah, too much suffering for poor Captain Maynard to watch, is it then?" "Well, I'll show yeh what's really going to happen to the infamous Jack Sparrow."
A/n: sorry, a short chapter again, I know. I'll try to make the next one longer. Love, Sandra/Rachel/me/retard-well, not really, my bffls will know what I mean.