** Jack and will are on the black pearl basking in the glory of being the most known ship at sea. **

"What say you to a shot of rum will?" "No, thank you jack. I don't drink."
"What?! You don't drink? Not possible! Every pirate drinks. It's how they stay sane you know?" "Oh, really. For all that rum you drink you sure don't seem very sane. But, I will take your word." Will leaves the deck and goes below to see to Elizabeth who is not felling well.
"How are you feeling darling?" "Not too bad, still queasy, though."
"Eat some bread, maybe you will feel better." "Alright, but if it comes up it's your fault." Elizabeth said with a smile. "Alright." Will protested.

Jack was at the wheel when there was this strange fog rolling in from the shore.
"Why bloody weird I say. I swear we destroyed all those thieving pirates long ago." "Not so long ago, jack. It was only a year ago."
"Ay, you are right will. But were this strange fog coming' from?" Will looked and was shocked. He saw the island were Jack and Elizabeth were stranded. He wondered how they got there. "Jack, what are we doing here?" Will asked. "We were supposed to go to Spain, remember?!"
"Ay, we were. I had a different idea. You know how we pirates are greedy." Jack said with a gleam in his eye. "Oh, no you don't your not going back there for treasure are you?" asked Will.
"Well of course lad. Why else would I steer me ship to the place of terrible frightening?" said Jack.

Will shook his head and walked to the sails to lower them. "Will, Will," Elizabeth was calling from below. Will ran to her. "What is it love?" he asked. He regretted asking when he seen her lying on the floor trying to get up.
"I seem to have caught my dress on the chair as I tried to go on deck. I can't get untangled." Elizabeth said. "Let me help, you've gotten into quite the mess." Will replied.