Margaret ended up with a bad concussion and a very badly broken leg. Will and Elizabeth both visited when she was feeling slightly better.
"I'm going to be fine. Don't worry."
"We know we shouldn't worry but..."
Will looked to Elizabeth and didn't want her to tell what had happened before; with the letter.
Elizabeth noticed that Will's horrible sleeping habits had returned. He was blaming himself for all of this and Elizabeth did not like it. Elizabeth put the flowers she had brought by Margaret's bed. "I'd better go. My father wants me home early tonight after what happened."
"Oh no, darn. Sorry."
"It's not your fault. Well, see you both soon."
Elizabeth sat in her bedroom on her bed. Her mind went through what Margaret said that day.
"So what happened? You're such a good rider," Elizabeth asked.
"Oh I don't even know. I was delivering that dress. You know the one I've been complaining about. Anyway I was going by the directions they gave me and I don't know why but the led me into the forest. Being one to not ask questions I just did what I was told. Anyway, I ended up in that clearing so I stopped to check the directions again. Suddenly I could've sworn I heard a twig snap. Someone literally fired a pistol into the air and before I knew it Freddie was going nuts. I fell and I woke up here. Did you happen to get the dress back?"
Will and Elizabeth shook their heads.
"It wasn't there," Will had said.
"Miss Elizabeth. Your bath is ready."
Elizabeth turned to Katherine's voice and gave a small smile. "Thank you dear. I think I can take it from here."
"Now you know the rules Miss Elizabeth."
Elizabeth sighed and began to undress for her bath.
Will knew that sleep was not going to come again that night. It was very late and he wasn't tired in the least. So he did the only thing he could think of, he practiced his sword fighting techniques. "Parry. Parry. Thrust. En garde."
Both of his friends' lives were in danger now. He couldn't stop at anything until everything was back to normal.
Early the next morning, Will decided to visit Margaret before he was too busy with his working duties. What he found was that there were some officers outside of the shop. He ran over to find out what had happened.
"And she told you nothing yesterday?"
"No, why would she do that?"
"What's happening?" Will asked.
Everyone in the room turned to look at him next. "Mr. Turner, what're you doing here?" the officer asked.
"I was just visiting my friend now what happened?"
"Where were you last night Mr. Turner?"
"I was in the smithy doing some necessary planning for my orders for this week."
"And did anyone see you?"
"Mr. Brown was indeed nearby." Or at least drunk in his seat nearby.
"Last night Miss. Elizabeth Swann went missing."
"Missing?!"
"Yes and we do not know where she is."
This made alarms flash in Will's head. His brain went immediately back to that note. He ran as fast as he could out of there and back to the shop.
The place was in complete shambles. He shut the door behind him and turned to look at it. Written once again in blood was another message. Written all over it was Mine.
Mine Mine Mine.
Will slowly backed away before he heard a voice.
"That's chicken's blood you know."
Will turned his head sharply.
"I've been waiting for you."
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