Seeing as I didn't explain things half as well as I should have, and I made the last chapter when I was sleep deprived. I'm recreating the last chapter, in Becca's POV, aka mine. And it'll hopefully clear up some oddities that went unexplained, and made me sound pompous, and Dave sound much less intelligent than he really is. (Is that sufficient of an apology for you my dearest brother?)

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Krissy and I started to talk to the others in the room. As we were talking, we became more and more enveloped in the conversation, my last thought before forgetting the future was wondering if I was feeling different for a reason, maybe Tia had something to do with it. Yet it didn't really matter, as the future became fuzzier, the eminent adventure ahead of us was more exciting.

Krissy looked over at me, and she also had a bemused look on her face, I knew, before I didn't, that this was Tia Dalma's witchcraft. As I thought this, Barbossa started laying out plans for saving, against his better judgment, Captain Jack Sparrow. All of us in the room gathered around a map and Krissy and I forgot totally where we were from.

Barbossa looked at the map, while most everyone else pointed to spots on the map to watch out for, with Barbossa scolded them saying that he already knew that. We just stood and watched, smiling.

The door opened suddenly and we all jolted up as one. Krissy and I still stood together towards the back of the room. There was a guy standing there, looking back at us. He looked familiar, though I didn't know why. His clothing was odd, a short, grey shirt with a picture of Jack on it? Confused, I looked back at his face, it looked so familiar, where'd I know it?

Everyone else gazed at his odd clothing, "Ah," He said, reasonably uncomfortable. "I can explain really." His forehead scrunched, trying to actually think of an excuse. I felt really bad for him, I knew I knew him… "Well yeah," The stranger went on. "Tia Dalma would be able to explain it, won't you?" He frowned as Tia Dalma winked at him, "Seriously? Uh, well. See, back where we all live..." A mental light went on in my head, I had to try and stay from getting hazy where my real life is concerned. "We have these things called movies, moving pictures if you will. They last anywhere from a half hour to over three hours." He paused, waiting for a response, having none, he kept talking. "Well yeah, there's a series of films with all of you. That's how we three know about our world," He sighed, worn out and looking at Krissy and I for support, seeing as everyone in the room looked quite confused. "Savvy?" He asked weakly.

"Ah, Dave always is making things more difficult to describe than they really are." I said, winking to my friend, trying to ease his obviously awkward feelings. "Forget what he said; just remember that we're from the future." I waved my hands mysteriously, for effect. "There are a lot of different things in the future, like it's odd to see women in full length dresses anymore, we wear jeans mostly, and shorts in the summer." I said pointing to Krissy's jean shorts. Wondering what people were thinking of us now.

Barbossa cleared his throat. "Well we all know you three are from the future, can we get moving? If we must save Jack Sparrow, let's do it as fast as we can. No one knows what's at the edge of the world; chances are the beasties aren't that friendly."

I looked back at Dave, raising my eyebrows slightly, making sure that I hadn't made a complete fool out of myself. He walked towards me and whispered, "Well that didn't help much did it." I gave him a withering look, hissing back. "Well I tried anyway."

"Sweet, let's go!" Krissy said, excitingly, returning my attention to the adventure at hand. Exchanging high fives with her, I was definitely ready for this; I just hoped that my memory wouldn't again stray from where I was from.

So Dave, Krissy and I, and the crew all left Tia Dalma's house, she waved mysteriously to us, not without looking at Dave and winking mysteriously again at him. "What was that about?" Krissy asked Dave.

"Oh, soon enough you'll know." He replied oddly. Me and Krissy looked at each other.

"Boys," Winking at Krissy, we laughed and looked back to Dave, who was gazing back towards the rapidly disappearing house. He didn't notice what I'd said, nor that we'd been laughing. How odd I thought. The small lifeboat veered into a hidden inlet, covered with vines. It was almost pitch black as we followed the small stream.

My thoughts wandered to a trip that Krissy and I had gone to for the last three years, to Key Largo. I remembered how I'd felt sitting in a boat, when we went out to look at the stars. All of us tried to scare each other by creating a new water ride, where small people would jump out at your boat as you went past. I shuddered, and hoped that we were close to our destination. Where ever it was anyway.

The inlet suddenly expanded and we were now sitting in a large lagoon, there were small lights coming over the water. Around ten ghostly figures stood around a ship. They looked like the same people at the end of Dead Man's Chest. I again shivered; they all started a rich, almost silent song.

"Find him, for now the world is less bright,

The sun has no will to shine,

And the rule of the pirates on the seas is ending. Find him while you can."

They then started to drift into the depths of the lagoon, their candlelight flickering out as they disappeared into the distance. Everyone was spooked, even Barbossa was edgy, from what we could see by the small lantern in our boat.

Looking off into the lagoon, I saw what was to be Barbossa's new ship. It was beyond anything I'd ever seen. The wood was varnished a deep brown color, almost black. The sails were white, and the Jolly Roger wafted, almost lifelessly from the tip of the mast, in an odd foreboding way...