Unconsciousness

A breeze…

A face... A sailor?

Vertigore’s face…scarred…unrelenting…chisel-faced madman…

The Salty Death…sinking…

Lightning lights its hull in a shower of fiery sparks…illuminating the drowning bodies all around you…

A skull…pale and grinning…

…and pain…the sweet memory that is pain…

More lightning…stable this time…constant…

electric light dances upon your head, warming you…

warm hands…soothing….calming…calling you to awaken…

The familiar embrace of consciousness bids you wake up…