Sleep in the Caribbean

Background: Before JACK lost the ship, it was 10 years before the movie.

Protagonist: fictional character ==. .First Perspective.

[-]. At the beginning of the dream, when two beams of light enter the line of sight, the world starts to rotate, and the thinking stops and goes blank.

The surroundings are filled with humid and hot air, with a bit of sunshine and a bit of burnt smell.

His head was still dizzy, and he tried to get up, but found that the sand under his palm was soft and sticky, and realized that the place he was on was a beach, facing the scorching and dazzling sunlight.

Only then did he realize that what was in front of him was actually an endless stretch of blue water.

The waves are beating against the beach, and the blue and yellow colors are mildly contrasting, and you can't help looking at it for a while.

The still-dizzy brain was awakened by a distant noise, and then remembered that he had been sitting here for a long time.

The mind starts to work. . .

"....Huh...?"

It's my own voice.

After I started to analyze my situation, I found that I couldn't remember anything.

After being taken aback by his own situation, he finally woke up fully.Shaking his still heavy head, he noticed his long hair hanging loose by the way.

I didn't even know myself.

How could this be? !

Who am I, why am I lying on the beach, and where is this place.

A series of extremely important questions that I can't find the cause and effect made my stupid head start to hurt again.

After a while, I still felt a little weak, so I sorted out my thoughts. Although I couldn't find any causal relationship in my thoughts, my reason told me that I had to calm down. At least from now on, I had to get a good understanding of my surroundings to ensure that I didn't make any mistakes.

Perhaps, this is what people call instinct.

I am at the seaside now, and just now I fell into a coma on the beach for unknown reasons, and after waking up, I experienced an extremely bad phenomenon of "amnesia".

From the perspective of physical features, I am of Asian yellow race, with black pupils, black hair and yellow skin.After recovering from the coma, there was no obvious discomfort, and the limbs were sound.

After checking, she was penniless, and she was wearing extremely simple unidentifiable clothes. The only thing that might be worth anything was the five black pearls on her wrist, which were strung together by white strings and became a bracelet.Take a closer look, the streamer is brilliant.For some reason, when I saw it, I felt an indescribable sense of security in my heart, so I didn't plan to exchange it for money or anything. After all, it was the only thing I had, and it might have something to do with my life experience.

There seemed to be a port not far away, with large and small ships parked, and the noise just now seemed to be the result of a large ship docking.

I have no time to think about what tragic things have happened to me to be reduced to the point where I am close to the "wilderness of violent corpses".Anyway, I can't remember it.

Maybe I was shipwrecked, or maybe I narrowly escaped some kind of misfortune, but let me make that conclusion for now.

Where there is a port, there must be a small town, and there is the trouble of futile work. I chose to find a place to replenish some energy for my weak body.It was only when I set foot on the port that I could see the panorama clearly. My impression was that it was not a good place.

After carefully paying attention to the conversations of the nearby sailors, I learned that this is Turtle Island in the Caribbean Sea.A paradise for pirates and rogues.

Both men and women were dressed in sloppy clothes, and they were definitely not kind. The surroundings smelled of alcohol, and of course there were some unhygienic smells mixed in. .I was disgusted from the bottom of my heart, and then began to wonder if I was a bit of a clean freak.

There were quite a few people lying on the side of the street, perhaps drunk or dead.At least they all look the same.

In short, this is not a good place, especially for me now.

I picked a slightly cleaner hat from the people on the side of the street, patted it vigorously, coiled up the hair that seemed a little too long, and put it on.Cautiously observing the chaotic and noisy surroundings, fortunately the place is chaotic enough, I think, no one has noticed me who looks too weak to be slaughtered.

After all, a woman is in such a frenzied place, and I feel deeply in danger.

I try my best to avoid those who are drunk or decadent, touch the pearl on my wrist to seek a sense of security, and look around for a free dinner, although I have given up hope. "Hey Scully..."

"Snapped."

There was a crisp slap, accompanied by my painful forehead, my hat that fell off, and my long hair that fell down from the waterfall.

I seemed to have bumped into something extremely hard, and the slap was obviously not on me, and that Scully obviously didn't resemble my name either.

"What the hell did my head do!" Pitying my uneasy head, I clutched my forehead and blurted out complaining.

When I looked up, I saw a face that was very, very close to me.Eyes with exaggerated eyeliner and eye shadow or dark circles, facial features are wrinkled together strangely, with a look of grievance?I can't understand this expression.

"Hmph!" Behind him, a woman with heavy make-up glared at him, then turned and left with an exaggerated skirt.

"Miss Hi!" The owner of the dark circles under my eyes didn't give me more chances to react, and his expression changed from aggrieved to a hippie smile in an instant, and he didn't care about the woman who turned and left, and said this to me.His eyes stared at me up and down with difficulty, but he didn't mean to restore the distance between us to normal.

This opening was accompanied by a spray of alcohol on my face, and by the way, I saw the two gold teeth in his mouth under the half-beard.Maybe he finds himself attractive. .I kept losing.

Holding my breath, I didn't care about the painful forehead, and wanted to pick up the hat on the ground and leave quickly. People around me saw my hair and knew that I was a chick, and I needed to protect myself.

Unexpectedly, the action of this black eye is very sensitive, he has quickly picked up the hat for me and put it on my head familiarly.

"I'm sorry honey, did you bump your precious forehead just now?" There was no sincerity in the tone, only grandiosity, or at least it sounded like it to me.

"It's okay." All I wanted was to leave quickly, I tucked my hair back into the hat, and walked away from him with my head down.

I didn't look back, but I seemed to hear him chuckle triumphantly.

What a strange man, I thought, strange enough in his attire and manner, with the turban, messy hair, colorful ornaments, and twisted movements that hardly made him look like he really was.Although I have seen many strange people along the way, he is the strangest.

It also looks the dirtiest.I added a sentence in my heart, and then tried my best to take a breath of the surrounding air, which can not be called fresh.

It was only later that I realized that this person was slapped in front of me by that lady just now.Can't help but feel funny again.

Why care so much about this man, I said to myself.

Now I'm going to find a place to rest. The current situation is indeed quite helpless. Maybe I have to find a job, but the premise is to get out of here and work here?Oh, apparently there is nothing more tragic than this.

I habitually wanted to touch the pearls on my wrist, only to find that they were gone!

"It's gone..." I muttered to myself, when did I lose it?No, the only person who had contact with me just now was the black eye, it must be him, the thief!Stole my only thing!

"What's missing, girl?"

I was feeling aggrieved, but my way forward was blocked by two big men.Did you really see it just now?I hated that dark circle more and more.

The two men in front of them were obviously drunk.

"New here? Hehehe..."

"From Singapore?" The two asked some frivolous and unclear words, and stretched their hands like my hair.

I flinched, but was gradually surrounded by two people: "No, I'm not in that line of work." As I spoke, I aimed at the gap between the two of them and planned to escape, if possible.

"Hahahaha..." There was a series of rude laughter, "The women here are all in the same job!"

I shrank back, kicked one of the knees, and successfully broke through the encirclement.I never thought I could have such quick reflexes.

"Bitch!" the irritated drunk roared after me.

Who will save me? !I cried out in my heart as I ran away, how helpless I was.But at this moment of panic and tension, what came to mind was the nasty black eye, the first person who talked to me since I could remember.

But the reality is, no one will come.

I ran all the way, into small alleys.But obviously, I couldn't run fast enough, and the two behind me were still pressing hard, their violent and disgusting laughter was just behind my head, and they could almost push me down with their hands.

Panting helplessly, I ran.

If this is a dream, it must be a nightmare, please let me wake up quickly. . .

[-]. Heizhu ran away with all his strength, and I gradually became unable to do what I wanted. My escape seemed to arouse the interest of the two people behind me, and they chased me with silly smiles.

I don't know where I fled, the dark and dirty streets are so similar, I try my best not to trip over things in the narrow streets, and then I taste the benefits of being small for the first time.

There was a half-open door in front, and there was a lot of people inside, so I decided to go in.

Almost broke into it on hands and feet, but no one noticed me.

It's a tavern, it's very crowded with everything in it, and people are carnivaling tirelessly.

I tried my best to squeeze into the crowd, looked back, and sure enough, those two people were gone.Now I can't find me at last, I relax for a while, leaning against the corner and panting heavily.The intense and desperate running left me a little hypoxic.

After calming down a bit, I saw a line not too long and not too short in the crowd not far away.