⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
“Ahh knows thaur ur pirates oan 'er…” The Captain replied matter of factly as he lit his pipe and stoked the bowl of tobacco red-hot, “An' Ahh wants ‘em captured…ur deid.”
Trumpman swallowed hard as he gazed out across the dark waters. Pirates were dangerous business. (See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-21ja25-descent-into-darkness )
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[On La Serpent...lower hull...]
Commander Kerrislravenhill led the way down the dark corridor, shining the light into each door that Standing Officer Bleujay opened with a shove of her boot. With pistols drawn and ready, the group breathed heavily as they ran their eyes from wall to wall in each room.
Finally, they approached the sail room and as before, Bleujay kicked the door with the heel of her boot. It barely moved. Kerrislravenhill cocked her head and motioned for Able Seaman Tamaralovelace to come forward and stand on the opposite side of the door.
“Ready yoorselves mates…” Kerrislravenhill whispered as she gave the nod to Bleujay to kick the door again.
Bleujay gave it a stout blow and the sail room door finally swung wide open. In the light of the lantern, the dusty room lit up and rolls of old sailcloth piled high were illuminated. Carefully shining the light from left to right, Kerrisl finally shrugged and the group began to move on down the corridor...
[In the sail room…]
Stank nearly choked as he hid his head under the dusty folds of old cloth when he suddenly felt a movement near him. Glancing right, his eyes picked up the scurrying of two large rats moving over the folds of cloth.
With eyes as big as saucers, he watched with anxiety as they came closer...
‘Rats!’ He thought in dismay, ‘Big ugly rats!’
His eyes stayed fixed on their movement and with every inch they crawled closer, his body grew more tense! Finally the nearest rodent jumped from the folded stack of cloth and landed on his neck!
“Auuugh!” He grunted.
The outburst of terror and a flurry of swatting arms sent the rat scurrying off into the darkness!
Outside...Kerrisl stopped in her tracks, glancing back towards the sudden noise!
"Sail room!" She whispered as she glanced up at Bleujay and Tamara with one raised eyebrow. Slowly…she led the way back to the open door.
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📝 Note: "If th' Toor o' High Islain' has caught yer intrest, all o' me stoatin' adventures kin be foond by searchin':
Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane
Oan yer 'Hife Search tool' an' sae forth." 😉 -Keptin
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References: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, Hive.blog, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data also loosely interpretted froms: historica.fandom.com, Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.
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