Sleep in the Caribbean

tactile sensation.

I don't know if it's because of my head injury, but I think it feels like chopping into cotton or some other cheap meat.

The smell of blood permeated until it was everywhere.

And I no longer have the mind and the right to take into account how many lives I have killed every time I swung my knife with all my strength.

Either you die or I die.

During the madness, I didn't consider whether I handled the attack well, and even some scratches that I failed to dodge or skillfully resist were ignored or even taken for granted by me.

When I catch sight of my new wounds,

I found myself actually laughing.

Smiling sickly and cold.

Now my whole body is stressed except for the left side of my head.

And the pain from these wounds just keeps me awake better.

Well done, pirates, bring your horses!

I heard this mad cry in my heart.

I don't know how rude or bloody I look.

My body is running to the limit, and my mind tells me,

I may have gone crazy.

I am already in hell.

I don't know how many people I killed, but when I found that no one was attacking continuously and stopped temporarily, I felt the existence of JACK behind me.

We are now surrounded back to back, all panting heavily.

I caught a glimpse of a lot of corpses lying on the ground, it was the masterpiece of me and JACK.But the opponent has a large number of people, and it is impossible to break out of the encirclement with only two people.

The leading severed hand was also injured, I don't even remember if I cut it myself.

All I know is that JACK blocked a lot of knives for me because of my self-indulgent and suicidal attack style.

And now, he also has a wound.

I could smell his blood, even though the surroundings were filled with gore and the smell of salt and unsanitary.

But his taste is different.

Just like the smell of JACK falling in a pool of blood on the isolated island.

As for me, I swore secretly in my heart not to let JACK have any accidents again.

Unless I die.

But now it looks like the vow is about to come true.I feel like I'm confused.

When the thought came to the point of "JACK has been injured", I found myself becoming uncontrollable and overwhelmed with anger.

At first he wanted to hurt me, but now even Jack is cornered.

I didn't feel the tiredness that came over me at all. Instead, the intense emotions filled my paralyzed brain with blood, and I began to feel intense labor pains.

"Honey, I'm sorry." JACK's deep voice sounded behind him.

It seemed the most serious voice I'd ever heard him.

Originally, if encountering a dangerous situation, JACK would not be head-on.But not this time.

I think it should be because there is no way to recover.

I suddenly had a feeling of self-inflicted guilt.

The abuse he planted has indeed tasted retribution now.

And the most frightening thing is that JACK has been implicated for life.

And he left without handing me over.

I really don't know whether to be happy or sad.

But I was overwhelmed by emotions and didn't even think about JACK's unusualness.

"It's my fault, JACK, maybe I really shouldn't have come to you."

When I said this, I found my voice was strange.

Maybe it's the ear, maybe it's killing me that's not me anymore.

"Tsk." JACK laughed suddenly, his slightly raised head and that cheerful voice seemed to give me strength.

But I still felt the slight tremor in his spine.

"Where did you learn swordsmanship? PET?" As soon as the words came out, I was slightly taken aback, "Bill did say that you are very talented, my dear, but you don't need to do so." Jack's tone suddenly changed back The unruly and humorous in the past, when he said the last half of the sentence, he still accurately conveyed his seriousness to me.

But I, who was originally immersed in the dignified and bloodthirsty atmosphere, was indeed slightly brought back to my normal feeling by his unexpected tone change.

Only JACK would mention such irrelevant things in this situation.

Although this made me relax a bit, which started the intense pain.

But the blood-congested brain did regain some sanity.

JACK stretched out his hand, and pushed me, who was behind him, closer to him.I felt the warmth of the wound on my back when it was close to his, and the pain seemed to have become our common wealth.

"Although it's not my rules to let a lady fight, can I leave the rest to you, dear?"

JACK still didn't look back, but stared at the enemies surrounding us as closely as I did, but his words made me realize something instantly.

The left side of my head is still heavy and numb, and every wound is throbbing violently.But even in this dangerous situation, I still feel the sense of security that JACK conveyed to me.

He is telling me that there is no need to fight so quickly for quick success.

We don't have to protect anyone, even if it's beyond my control.

We can turn our backs on each other, we can fight side by side, we can trust each other.

But I'm not sure if it's JACK out of pity or something, I kind of don't believe he would trust someone, even if it was me.

Maybe he doesn't want me to be a murderer, or maybe as a man he can protect me.

His words, indeed to the point, turned me back into a human being.

Just now flashed in my mind the expression of JACK that I glimpsed during the fierce slashing just now, the fast movement made this clip blurry, but I think it should be shock, frustration, contradiction, distress, or something I don’t understand like before thing.

When I thought about killing myself just now, I just wanted to kill everyone, without any plan at all.That scene was indeed too crazy.

Maybe, I scared him.

Just now, JACK actually blocked his own attack several times, and pulled away to lift me to block the sword.

"Enough! PET!"

"Can you hear me?!"

"PET?!"

He flashed in front of me and called me countless times, but due to the fierce attack of the other party, I couldn't let me hear him.

I may be red-eyed.

It was only then that I realized that I was on the verge of going berserk and collapsing.

And JACK only used a few words to calm me down and pull me back.

Easy to use JACK.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, I suddenly felt guilty.

For the first time, I killed people according to my own consciousness.

Life just waved its arms, turning into a smear of blood on the tip of a knife.

I realized I wasn't crazy anymore, but it made me vulnerable.

Thankfully I seem to have adjusted to the pain.

"I.."

"Have you confessed your last words to each other?!"

Just when the thoughts in my mind were at a loss what to do, the guy with the severed arm started shouting again.

Jack looked back at me, and something reassuring and confident came to me. "Of course. What about you?!"

We speak with one voice.

The second wave of fighting began.

When others are crazy, I finally understand how beneficial it is to face it rationally.

It's a pity that my physical strength and wounds have reached a certain level.

I started to regret that if I hadn't lost control before, maybe I could do better now.

But it was too late.

Not long after the rematch started, I found that JACK and I were breathing more heavily.

"Negotiation?! JACK!?" I dealt with the blade in a hurry, looked at the gap and shouted to JACK who had been fighting beside me.

"Do you think this will work, PET?" JACK's wild voice sounded, impatiently fending off a grinning pirate.

I silently agreed.

At present, there is no one who is not crazy. Once the battle starts, all reason will be left behind, especially for pirates.

I have a deep understanding.

Jack glanced around and seemed to see something, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he smiled happily again.

"It seems that there is no need for that!" Then his knife stabbed into the body of a pirate again.

I followed JACK's line of sight and found a nice beige.Then came several imposing and graceful figures.

"HAZEL?!" I exclaimed.Then I hurriedly slapped a pirate who was close to me with a not-so-proper kick.

The act of squatting down made me a little dizzy.

They also seemed to be breaking out, but when they saw JACK and me, they swept a bloody path and approached us.

A few women unexpectedly knocked down so many pirates abruptly.

No matter what the intention of this comer, this is our lifeline.

I looked at JACK in surprise, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and I found that this may also be within his calculations.I suddenly had a fear of this man too.

And when HAZEL came to JACK, she slashed at JACK without any scruples. She even had the ferocity of killing the enemy just now, and her beautiful face was even stained with blood.

Of course, the same goes for MILEANOR and WHEAT behind her.

For some reason I began to find them so sweet.

"Look at what you've done!" Hazel raged. "You brought these people here, didn't you?!"

JACK caught Hazel's attack steadily, and then put on a ambiguous smile that he was good at and embraced her.

"Yes, dear, so let's kill it now, what do you think?"

JACK's tone was charming, but there was a hint of threat in his tone, which made it hard for HAZEL to resist.

At least I am.

JACK has never been irresistible to me.

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