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Half an hour later Jimmy and I stood in front of my door with all of the proper equipment for cleaning. Carefully setting down the bucket of water Jimmy opened the door and helped me get my things inside.

"Thanks for the help I appreciate it." I managed to get out while trying to catch my breath.

"No problem, I need to get back to Mr. Hayes, I told him would cover the next shift in the Crow's Nest."

Nodding my head I thanked him one last time and entered my room. That's when I realized what an awful task lay ahead of me. Cleaning has never been my forte, I easily get distracted and such, but I knew this was one thing I had to do.

I spent most of the day scrubbing, wiping and washing the walls and floor. When I finally finished I couldn't believe it. Most of the grime was gone from the floor and the horrid stench that had lingered the day before had almost disappeared. The walls were the original white with only a few faint stains I could not get out. Sighing with content I sat for a moment before I set about returning the equipment to where it belonged.

When I finished I made my way down to the kitchens hoping to find some food. When I finally got there some of the ship's crew was eating as well as the woman I had seen the night we had departed. As I took another step in into the room the woman looked up and to my surprise gave me a huge smile. Swallowing her last bite she stood up and said, "I'm Ann Darrow, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Denham mentioned there was another woman on board."

"That would be me, my name is Katherine O'Brian, but you're welcome to call me Kate." I said.

A moment later Ann spoke again, "If you're down here looking for food there is some porridge in the pot over there, but don't eat too much, I can imagine one might get sick."

Laughing I thanked her for the advice and made my way towards the bowls and the porridge. Looking back on the experience it wasn't so bad, but nothing I ever look forward to eating again. I think the porridge was mostly made of water, with a few other ingredients mixed in. When I finished eating Ann beckoned to me to follow her out the door.

When we reached the deck Ann looked up at me and asked, "I couldn't help but wonder why Mr. Denham got me to do this movie if they already had you, I mean you are a size four?"

"I figured someone would ask me that. Of course Preston called me as soon as Maureen quit, but I declined. I didn't want to be the one that has my name plastered everywhere and all the fame, I just don't want to do it. Lucky for them they found you and they still kept me as the stand-in for any scenes you don't want to do." When I finished Ann's eyes had a look of curiosity that lingered only for a moment.

A second later she spoke, "So you're telling me that you don't want to be famous, you don't want the money?"

I merely nodded my head. There was a moment of silence between us when suddenly we heard a man yelling, "Ms. Darrow there you are, we begin shooting in ten minutes, what are you doing? Having a casual chat when there is work to be done?" It was Carl Denham, and his face was bright red in frustration.

Giving a weak smile Ann replied, "Sorry Mr. Denham, I was just asking Kate a few questions. I'm on my way to get dressed now." She hadn't even finished talking when she began moving towards the cabins.

By now Mr. Denham's face was even redder than before and a deranged look lingered in his eye. When I saw this I could not help but smile, he looked so ridiculous.

When he saw me smiling his eyes bugged out and he sputtered, "What in the hell are you smiling about? This is an important motion picture that we need to get done and what are you doing? I'll tell you, NOTHING, just standing up smiling like a stupid ape."

Halfway through his lecture my smile faded and my eyes narrowed, "My apologies Mr. Denham, what is it you'd like to do?"

Calming down a bit he said, "Well, uh. You could, lets see." He paused for a moment before finally saying, "Why don't you come watch the shoot and we'll see if Ms. Darrow needs you. Okay?"

I nodded my head and followed Carl to where the shooting was taking place. As soon as we reached the shooting area everyone jumped into action. I settled myself into the corner and the work began. I was amazed at how easily Ann took to the camera. About an hour into the shoot Mr. Denham beckoned me.

"I'm going to need you to go in for Ann in just a minute. In the next scene she needs to get in a fight with a man on board and he hits her. After he hits her she will be stumbling back to her room. Unfortunately she falls down the stairs and becomes unconscious. Can you do that?"

Looking Mr. Denham straight in the eye I replied, "Just give me the costume and I'll do it."

That night I sat in my bed reading the current play out by Jack Driscoll. The people had been so amazed how I fell so realistically, and then just jumped back up. One thing that helped me was the fact that I had brothers and when I first started to work I would practice falling and it all paid off.

Several more days passed with a boring consistency. The same food the same people. Soon days turned into weeks and there was nothing but water to surround us. It was not until we saw the island that things livened up a bit.

As I began to fall asleep I heard a loud racket coming from the deck and I was suddenly thrown from my bed. I quickly grabbed a robe that was hanging from the back of the door and made my up to the deck. As I reached fresh air I was suddenly thrown to the ground yet again. I could not believe it. Waves splashed onto the deck and there were rocks surrounding the entire ship. People were running and shouting I could see Jimmy up in the Crow's Nest holding onto the mast for dear life.

A ways down the ship I could see Jack holding onto Ann. People everywhere were holding onto various things trying to stay on their feet. Knowing it was not safe on deck I attempted to get back to my cabin, but even being a stuntwoman couldn't help me. Halfway down the stairs the ship took a sudden hit and I was thrown the rest of the way down the stairs. I lay at the bottom of the stairwell for a minute before I picked myself up, but I ached all over and I could tell I would have a decent sized bruise on my hip.

I slowly made my way back to my cabin and sat down, unfortunately that was not a wise decision and I was yet again thrown from my bed. This time I made my way to the sink and held onto the edge for support. After several more minutes of being thrashed about it all stopped with one final blow that sent me careening across the small room.

After standing on my own and realizing we had come to a relatively safe stop I decided to make my way up to the deck. As soon as I reached the top of the ladder I realized we weren't in the best predicament. Our ship was wedged up against an enormous rock and we were tilted at a slight angle. Slowly I turned around to examine the surroundings and to my surprise and horror a large and primitively built wall surrounded this island. Through the fog a mist of foreboding settled over the island as well as the ship.