The kiss was just the same as before. Elizabeth slowly backed him up as they kissed. But when Jack opened his eyes, Elizabeth was gone, and he was no longer in the desert. About a hundred feet in front of him was the ocean.
Jack took a quick glance at his wrist. No handcuffs. Relieved, he started to walk, hoping to find someone. Missing the water so much, he walked along the water. The cold, wet, salty water splashed up against his feet. He had really missed his sea.
After walking around the whole island and meeting back at the place he started, Jack noticed something. He walked up the bank and next to two palm trees; around them were quite a few smashed rum bottles and boxes that had been destroyed.
It was then that it hit him. "Oh no" Jack said has he started to remember this place. He ran over farther on the beach and saw some rocks where a fireplace had been. Yes, a few of them were missing or out of place, but there was definitely a fire there at one time. Jack circled it a couple of times. "Yo ho, yo ho. A pirate's life for me." Rang in his head. Once again, Jack was governor of his godforsaken spit of land.
Angry, Jack stormed across the shore in hopes of finding one of the things he missed in purgatory. Rum. He knocked on the palm tree and took three giant steps. He was in hopes that Lizzie saved him some. That was the other thing he missed. Elizabeth. It would be nice to have her with him on the island again.
After opening the cache, Jack fumbled down the stairs and ran to the shelves. He dusted them off. They were all empty. Suddenly, his longing for Elizabeth turned into longing to strangle her. She had burnt it all. All of it! And thanks to bloody Norrington, no one had been there to refill it. Bugger!
The rum was still gone! It must always be gone! Jack walked along the edge of the water again, now jumping up and down splashing water everywhere. Even a mile out off the coast of the tiny island you could here him scream "Bugger!!!!"
Not satisfied with kicking water, Jack walked on land and started to kick the sand everywhere. "Bugger! Bugger! Bugger! Bugger!" He now repeated over and over.
Bump, bump, bump, bump, continued as Jack hit his head against the palm tree. A coconut fell down and hit him on the head. "Ow!" he cursed and rubbed his head. Then, he blissfully went back to banging his head against the palm tree.
Jack heard a slight and continuous splashing in the water nearby. He turned his head and saw a sea turtle walking along the shore. Jack raised his eyebrow and laughing at himself at the thought. He was still laughing as he went back to hitting his head against the tree.