yo! Violentpop here with another chapter! I'm so sorry I didn't put one up for so long...I had no idea if I should continue this story or not...but now that I think about it, I should. ;3

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Okay. here it goes!

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This was a stupid idea.

Probably the stupidest idea he had ever gone with in his whole life.

But it was this sort of stupidity that got him onto the Titanic. The sort of stupidity that got him and Rose together for the first and last time.

Jack gazed up at the Damedeuswith a fearful clench in his stomach.

"Look, you needed a job, right? And you do know there is no good paying job elsewhere, right?"

Jack glanced sideways at Harris, who was staring at him with a look of excited anticipation.

Jack sighed and nodded. "Yup, but...I'm not sure...I mean, I'm still scared when I see a ship... But if I work, then I'm sure I'll get over it...and I do want to cure my phobia...But..."

Harris' smile faded and rest a comforting hand on Jack's shoulder. "Is it...you can't bear to go on with life? After Rose...well...you know..."

Jack's heart sank for a while. That was exactly it. But what he said was completely different.

"Nah." He said, putting on a fake smile. "I'm just worried about the pay! I mean, people these days don't pay you as much as you deserve, you know?"

Harris laughed and banged Jack on the back. "That's right. That's the Jack I know! Now come on! We're late our first day on the job."

Jack followed a laughing Harris up the boardwalk, and when he arrived at the ship's door, his heart lurched.

The world spun before his eyes, and all he could hear was Rose's laughter, ringing in his ears.

"Jack?"

Jack felt a steady hand hold him up, as he waited for the dizziness to subside. He straightened and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Sorry...I'm just a bit tired." He said.

Harris stared into his friend's face for a few more minutes, with a scrutinizing and concerned expression on his face. Then finally he nodded and said, "You should stop drinking so late at night, it'll make you age faster." Then he laughed and dodged Jack's punch, both of them running into the ship just like the old times.

Walking through the hallways of the ship brought back many memories, and it also brought back many terrors.

Swallowing painfully, Jack tried to keep up with Harris and their new boss.

But the walls seemed to close in, and Jack started hearing the voices...the voices of the dead.

Jack was wading through the hallway, the icy water now climbing up to his chest. Teeth chattering, and shivering uncontrollably, he called for Rose. People waded past, screaming and desperate. Trapped people struggled, and lost children floundered helplessly. Jack paused as a young child cried out for help. He helped her out of the water and carried her to the end of the hallway.

"It's alright." He said reassuringly. "We're gonna be alright."

"Papa!" The little girl screamed in relief, as a burly man fought his way over to them. The man hugged the girl to his chest, and nodded his thanks to Jack before continuing his way up.

Jack watched them both make their way up the stairs and out of sight, just as he heard a loud roaring noise. He turned around and barely had time to take a deep breath before he was knocked over by a menacing rush of icy sea water.

The world was pitch black.

He couldn't see...couldn't breathe...his lungs started to strain...and he fought...he fought and he fought with all his dimming strength...a light! He screamed as he swam upwards towards the light, and bubbles erupted from his mouth...precious bubbles of air...the light stayed small, and he never made it to the surface.

Jack released his remaining air and floated down...down...down...

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