Calypso's home was as strange inside as it was outside. Shelves went around the entire room, with a large, rectangular table in the middle. Jars of eyes, dirt, rocks, and other miscellaneous items hung from the wooden beans. Calypso was browsing the shelves when Jack and Will entered. She was muttering a slow song under her breath.
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle and even highjack.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
"What is she mumbling about?" Will whispered to Jack.
"Spells. Chants. The usual."
"Ah. So we're dealing with a witch?"
"Not a witch. A goddess. Both of you, come sit." Calypso commanded. Will's eyes widened at the mention of goddess. Surely this isn't the same Calypso who terrorized the seas until she was cursed to forever be in human form? Will thought; but, the truth was inevitable.
Will and Jack walked over to the table where Calypso was seated. Calypso grabbed Jack's hand and pressed her thumb into the center of his palm. She closed her eyes, breathed in, and then threw his hand aside. Then she looked at Will. After a brief second of studying his face, she sprang up from her chair and retrieved a compass from the top shelf near the "door" (the door was really just an opening in the side of the hut with several strings of beads covering it).
"Take this compass." Calypso said, throwing the compass down on the table near Will. Immediately, the compass popped open and the pointer began to spin.
"It doesn't work." Will said, disgusted.
"True, it doesn't point north. But you aren't looking for north, are you?" Calypso said.
"It points us to what we most desire." Jack gasped, immediately fascinated by the compass. "That's interesting."
"I expect some sort of payment for that." Calypso said slowly.
"Ah, yes. What would you like?" Will asked.
Calypso thought for a moment, and then grabbed Will's hand. She dug her nails into his palm until it began to bleed.
"What the – " Will said.
"Silence." Calypso snapped. She grabbed an empty bottle hanging from the ceiling and squeezed some of Will's dripping blood inside.
"We'll be going now." Will said, grabbing the compass from the table.
"What, leaving so soon?" Jack complained.
"Yes. Either come with me now or you won't be getting back on the ship."
And with that, Will stormed out and made his way back to Tortuga with jack stumbling after him.
