Chapter 4
Dressed in disguise she blended in perfectly with the other men of the local town taverns. She sat at her own table and could easily keep up her rum consumption with the best of the them. She didn't speak a word, but quietly listened in on the many conversations that were being held and for all the buzzing that was going on nary a word was spoke of the pirate she was looking for.
She wandered from tavern to tavern but in the end, always came up empty of information. Frustrated she walked down to the docks and tried her best to listen in on the many sailers who were getting ready to embark on the next leg of their journey, none of these however, provided her with any further information on the captain.
She spent the largest part of the day wandering in the hot streets until finally she decided to return home and deliever her message to it's hiding spot by the sea. She certainly couldn't do any worse getting information using this method than doing what she was doing now, and sitting in her childhood hideaway was always a welcome pleasure. She quickly changed back into one of her dresses to avoid suspicion by the servants and grabbing the flask she made her way quickly back to her spot by the sea.
Exhausted (mostly from frustration) she quickly hid the flask under the rocks and then layed down in the silky, warm, white sand and closed her eyes, remembering her time on board the Pearl. Although the shadows were growing long and the sun was quickly setting, it was still very warm and Elizabeth decided that a swim in the ocean might actually enable her to fall asleep quickly tonight. She stood up and wandered over to the edge of the water, letting the waves drift across her feet, the warmth of the sea almost calling her to join. She walked like this for a bit, savouring the salty bubbles that came up between her toes, feeling small pieces of kelp and other aquatic plant life float by her feet. It was pure heaven to her and she always felt better when she was at sea...or with the sea. Realizing that she was losing her light, she removed her dress and dropped it on the sand a few feet away from the water's edge, then wearing only her shift, she walked into the deeper waters of the Caribbean and plunged her body beneath it's waves.
She felt euphoric. It was an incredible sensation, swimming through these waters and whenever she did she never wanted to stop. She knew that the hour was late for her to be out much longer, so she cut her swim quite short and reluctantly returned to shore.
The shadows were gone now and she'd have to move quickly if she was to make it home before dark. She picked up her dress and in the growing darkness had a hard time finding the front of it. Fumbling for a few minutes she finally managed to get it turned around but just as she was about to put it on, she heard a small movement from behind. She stopped what she was doing and turned to face the noise that she had heard, it appeared to be coming from the thick, tropical growth that backed up along the beach and she was quite alarmed. She thought perhaps she was being stalked by some sort of wild animal, there were many of them in the jungle and it wouldn't be the first time one of them had attacked a human.
Turning her attention back to her dress, she decided the best course of action would be to get dressed and hurry home but as she was about to pull it over her head she felt and heard simultaneously, a great rush from behind. A hand quickly was over her mouth and she felt herself being forced to the ground. She tried to scream but was unable so out of pure fear and exhaustion, she gave in to her captor.