Nothing has changed much for me since the curse was lifted. Barbossa was dead and Jack Sparrow was captain of the Black Pearl. I no longer had a home. It�s hard to think of it like that�Mr. Cotton�s parrot perching on my perch, sleeping on my bed.
I could have done almost anything�I could have joined the circus, or found another pirate crew, but what I did was this:
Once everyone left the cave, I snuck over to the stone chest and removed one of the golden medallions. Instantly, I turned into a skeleton. It was amazing, although I was kind of scared. Who�s blood would I need to turn back into my normal self?
Then a new thought occurred�did I want to turn back to my normal self? Did I want to be mortal? I could live forever, wreaking havoc and causing pain.
And so I did.
But being immortal isn�t all it�s pumped up to be. Soon enough, I decided that I needed to find whomever�s blood I needed�and soon.
To Be Continued!