"ALL HANDS ON DECK! COME ON SCAVY, LET'S MOVE IT!" Jack yelled at his, now awake, crew. The crew ran about getting ready to set sail.
"Run as if the devil itself is upon us." Jack called out to them, while he hid behind the mast's pole.
Gibbs approached his captain. "Do we have a heading?"
"AH!" Jack started "Run! Land!" He quickly started to walk away, Gibbs following.
"What port?" He asked his captain.
"Didn't say port." Jack said turning around. "Said land. Any land."
Just as he said this, Jack the monkey, swooped down and grabbed his hat. The monkey landed on the railing of the ship, screeching, before throwing the hat overboard.
"Jack's hat!" Gibbs yelled as he and the rest of the crew looked over the railing at it. "Rear about!"
Jack looked like he was fighting an internal battle, before he yelled out. "No! Leave it!"
The crew looked at him like he'd grown another head.
Jack just said one word. "Run!" He then went to go look for another hiding spot.
Gibbs looked back at the crew. "Back to your stations the lot of ya. Jack." He walked to Jack, who was hiding under the stairs.
"Shhhhhh!" Jack hushed, staring straight ahead.
"For the love of mother and child Jack. What's coming after us?" Gibbs asked impatiently.
Jack glanced at him for a brief second and replied. "Nothing."
Inside the Captain's Quarters, Samantha was listening intently to the conversation. "This can't be good." She whispered to herself.
Hearing footsteps approach, she went to Jack's desk and looked to see were the nearest land was.