The Island Of The Dead

The Island Of The Dead   

By Paul McCann

 The wind roared like a mighty lion all around the riverside and it cut like razor sharp steel the through the sails of the yacht that had took to the sea . Suddenly huge waves surrounded them , the yacht was out of control and the ocean grabbed the yacht in s tight grip and pulled it anyway it desired . The crew on board were left helpless to do anything about the situation . They all looked into the angry sea that sprayed salt water up into their eyes but as they wiped their faces , each one of them found they had gone blind in the blink of an eye .Thinking their must have been some chemical in the water , they crew realised they had all lost their sight and now they had no idea where abouts they were heading far out at sea . Suddenly the sound of laughter was heard around the yacht . like a crazy man set free from his cell . Then the sound of a weeping woman was heard , in their ears . The yacht tossed and turned its way through a passage between the rocks and the sea to a place where time had divided the present and the past on a voyage inro an unknown mystery . Over the sweeping waves the weeping woman started calling out some names and asking them to come back home .

The yacht was pulled by a current like a toy by an angry sea that took them to an island , in a bay . All along the way the crew tried to keep their minds sharp and although it was hard to do , they knew if they allowed this madness to overcome them, they would break into pieces . So, they had to be as tough as steel in this situation they were in , preventing their situation wishing that they were dead .

The sound of the woman became closer and she kept calling out names as if she was just a dogs whiskers breath away . The yacht was drawn in to the island by some unseen force turning the wheel . When the yacht appeared to have run aground all the crew got slowly , out one by one to the shore .Somewhere between the devil and the deep blue sea the crew stood on this  unknown island . They were unaware that a small tribe of warriors who overpowered them and took them to a coastal enclave with bamboo huts everywhere . In the circle they were all tied to posts on the ground .’

Suddenly their sight was restored and they looked around them in fear ,

A man dressed like an old sailor; he had some dogs on chains with him . Making his way over to the crew he said ,

“Davy Jones my name . Welcome to the island of the dead . No one comes here by chance , you are all meant to be here ; Shortly Maisey will want to have a look at each of you , if you want my advice don’t turn away or show fear because it could easily be the end if you ,  Maisey lost her life at sea

And she had seven sons who survived and went on to live normal lives but Maisey is still looking for her lost sons and every ship that comes here she thinks her missing sons might be on board ,:’

The sound of the weeping woman echoed again and then she appeared with her eye sockets as black as coal and a chain around her feet , Her long black veil trailed behind her and her bare feet left footprints deep in the ground where ever she walked . The weeping and moaning continued as she called  out the names  of her sons , one by one . Then she went over to the crew tied to the posts and looked deeply into their eyes , All of the crew tried to remain calm and unafraid . After checking out all the crew she started weeping and then she walked away into the sea crying out .

“Come home to me my lost sons . Won’t you please come home .“

Davy Jones started to explain a little more about what was going on . . 

“Some sinking ships have lost their captains and crews who stayed  on board for they had no lifeboats and as you know in the sea there is no mercy for women or children who scream and shout for there’s no one out there who can hear them  except for myself and so  it is I who must come to take them 

as they fall into  their watery grave and in a locker there I have 

saved a place for them . You might have  heard of it . So that’s where I keep all those who drown at sea . It’s part of what I must do , being the keeper of the dead . The thing is , some don’t know they have died yourselves and the  weeping woman who mourns for her lost sons , others will often come and go here to the island of the dead . The sea gives life and  also takes  life .  Theres a cost that needs to be paid ...”

One of the crew spoke in a strangled tone . “

“Aah so like , you’re trying to us that we all died ?

Davy Jones replied ,

“I know at this point , it’s a little hard to accept , buy that is correct. You all died in the yacht “

Another asked ,

“Ok so tell me how we did ?”

Davy Jones replied .

“Well sure , if it will help you accept things , I’ll tell you , your yacht hit a floating mine which triggered  an explosion , you must recall losing you sight , so that is the exact moment you all died .”:

Another member of the crew asked ,

“How could this have happened to us ?’

“It’s part of life’s balance , unfortunately you all have paid some of the cost for what the sea demands and now the universe is in perfect balance once again.

So, here’s is another thing you’ll need to understand , you all have a choice to stay here on the island with the dead or to sail the seven seas for an eternity .Tell me which would you prefer ?

Suddenly some beautiful tribal women came over and untied the ropes that had them bound to the post . Immediately the crew all made the decision to remain on the island .

Every now and then others arrive , some of them stay on the island and others leave on boats . A few of them are taken away by Davy and his sea dogs into the sea to a place that he has reserved for them in his locker.  

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