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Never Shall We Die

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Well, I seem to be in somewhat better spirits than the other day. I suppose getting over the shock of finding myself on a boat full of assorted sea food dishes was a bit of a shock.

I still need to speak with Greitzer, and Mercer for that matter. Though I should have a chance soon, once the chaos dies down. There has got to be a way off this...thing.

1. My pride didn't shatter too much when I seceded control of the crew to Norrington who is, I must admit, much more adept at it than I am.
2. I've been meaning to ask for years - what is with Mercer's obsession with rats? Did he get trapped in a grain bin* as a child?
3. Every inch of my body aches.

I suppose I must make the best of it. If I ever get off this, thing, I shall have to write a novel. About my life. Fictional of course. I would make a fortune .

[*grain bins, back then, you open the top and shovel out the grain for your animals - kids, being small, often have to stand on a stool/chair and if you fall in the lid will close on you. Of course there are various creatures living in the grain bin - one being rats. Who, as you all know, are quite nasty little buggers. It was not unheard of for kids to fall into such things.]

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