Disclaimer: Not mine.

Thanks very much for reading and reviewing the last chapter. Things are about to get weirder still if that's even possible. I hope you enjoy it.

A few days went by as they continued to adapt to living off of the land. In the mornings they would leave in groups of two to stop by the lake in order to bathe. Will and Elizabeth would go first and take roughly two hours then they would go back and James and Jack would go taking about five minutes.

"One morning I'm going to wake up early and then I'm going to finally be able to bathe properly," James muttered.

"Then why haven't you already done that then?" Jack asked.

The two dropped their now soaking clothes from yesterday on the ground and Elizabeth quickly picked them up so she could hang them on a tree to dry.

"So, which one of you two wants to help Will with the fishing this morning?" Elizabeth asked turning to face them.

The two men looked at her before scanning the beach to see Will standing ankle deep, looking down and frowning.

"Um, I believe it's your turn Sparrow," James said pushing him in the right direction.

Jack glared at the man but continued to walk. "Any luck?" Jack asked.

"None yet," Will said shaking his head. "If only we had something sharp like a spear. Or a net maybe."

"How about a shirt?" Jack suggested on a whim.

Will looked at him strangely. Well, more strange than usual anyway. "A shirt?"

"Closest thing we've got to a net. Come on," Jack said leading the boy to the remaining clothing that was still left.

While they were doing that, Elizabeth and James were sitting side by side under a tree peeling some fruit they had found the day before.

"Thank goodness it's still fresh," Elizabeth muttered, cutting off a slice and tasting it.

"Indeed; I wouldn't have liked to search for more so soon. My backside still hurts from yesterday," James said.

"How did you fall out of that tree again?" Elizabeth asked grabbing another mango.

"Sparrow distracted me."

Elizabeth sighed. "How did I already know you were going to say that?"

"Say what?" Will asked walking over to them.

"About what caused me to fall out of that tree yesterday," James said.

"Well you can't really blame Jack," Will said with a shrug. "After all, I'd shout too if I thought I saw a bear."

"What is it Will?" Elizabeth asked, changing the subject.

"...Jack wanted me to get something."

"Well you don't sound very sure of yourself," she said. "What did he ask for?"

"Um…that's right, a shirt. We're going to use it to catch some fish."

Will walked slowly away from them and began to rummage through the clothes to find what he was looking for.

When Will walked up to Jack once again, it seemed as though fog was rolling in.

"Isn't it a bit too late in the day for fog?" Will asked.

Jack shrugged his shoulders and grabbed the shirt so he could try and get some good fish for them today. "See William; it's all in the technique," the pirate said.

Looking down into the water, Jack noticed a small one swimming by. He jumped in after it and Will just sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Some technique."

Jack stood up and was now completely soaked and sans fish. "I'd like to see you do better."

"I can and will." Will grabbed the shirt and tried his hand at this.

Elizabeth was getting a bit tired of sitting around waiting so she decided to walk around for a bit. That left James by himself and he leaned against the tree to watch Will and Jack attempting to catch a fish. Some rather strange fog had rolled in and it was getting a bit harder to see the two men.

"Sparrow; go away and let me do it myself!"

"You have absolutely no idea what you're doing and I want a big fish for once!"

James then heard a splash and went over to investigate. The two men were wrestling in the water; Will had Jack pinned underneath him.

"Turner, get up before he stops breathing," James said shoving the other man off.

Will landed in the water and looked to the beach. "Where's Elizabeth?" he asked standing.

James quickly looked over his shoulder and shook his head slightly. "She was there a little while ago..."

"Did she wander off?"

James seemed truly confused now. "I don't know..."

Will frowned and ran out of the water. "Elizabeth?" he shouted.

The fog seemed to get thicker as he went and his thoughts were getting more and more jumbled together. It was the oddest sensation. What was he running from?

Will stopped and looked around only to see absolutely nothing.

Where was he again?

Panic began to overtake him. He thought he could see someone just ahead of him. They were sitting down and staring off at something. He walked over and she looked up at him.

"What're you doing out here?" he asked.

"I-I don't know," she said shaking her head. It was as though she were trying to gather her very thoughts. She looked back at him with sad eyes. "Do I know you because something inside tells me I should?"

He opened his mouth as though to reassure her but then closed it frowning. "You-you seem familiar but, but I just, I can't...I don't know. What's your name again?"

She seemed to think it over but then slowly shook her head. Tears came to her eyes. "I don't remember."

"Well that makes two of us then," he said taking a seat by her side.

Back at the beach, James and Jack could just barely make out a small speck on the horizon before the fog continued to thicken around them as well. One would need a sword in order to slice their way through.

The two men looked at each other and frowned. "Have we met before?" the two asked at the same time.

Where did the strange fog come from? Well, thank you for reading everyone. Please, if you can, let me know what you think.