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heard a bloodcurdling scream followed by two thumps.
    “Feed the arm ta the fishies!” roared Captain Bloody as blood pooled around his boots. “An let that be a lesson to all of ye who would speak against yar captain!” He looked down and added. “May that learn ye better manners, ye daft swab!”
    Captain Bloody moved away to pick out his share of the booty.
    Josephine tried not to look at the man lying on the deck but she couldn’t help it. She looked and saw him lying in a pool of blood, waving the stump of his arm around in the air.
    Josephine fainted.
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    When Josephine came around, she thought for one glorious moment she was in her own bed, but then she noticed the lantern, the way the room was rocking, and the smell .
    She was so horrified at being in someone else’s bed that she scrambled out of it with a shriek. Where was she? There were piles of wet, stinking clothes, dirty plates and bottles on the floor. She was in an ill-kempt captain’s quarters. Captain Bloody’s quarters?
    “Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit!” said Josephine. She tried to calm herself and think of a way to escape. She was alone, for now, and this might be her best chance. She tried the door but it was locked so she turned to the window.
    The single window with decorative bars was set into one wall. Josephine tried to open it but the lever was rusty and stuck. She heard a heavy tread coming towards the door and fear shot through her. She heaved on the lever with all her strength and it finally gave.
    The window opened, letting in a refreshing blast of wind and spray.
    Josephine tried to climb out but found that the space between the bars was too narrow. Desperately she pushed her toes against the floor and wriggled but all she managed to do was to get stuck with the bars digging painfully into her ribs.
    The door swung open.
    “Avast, me prize!“ roared Captain Bloody. “Where ye be goin’ , wench?” . He slammed the door so hard the cabin shook.
    Josephine screamed when his huge hands clapped around her hips.
    He easily dragged her back into his cabin and dropped her on the floor.
    He seemed delighted when Josephine scrambled away on her hands and knees and hid under a chair.
    “Oh, how I loves other-world girls!” he said, rubbing the back of his gloved hand across his mouth. “They’ve got snap in their garters, they does!”
    He howled at the ceiling and lumbered after her.
    Josephine ran from the chair to a huge chest with Captain Bloody on her heels.
    He laughed and laughed and when he ran into the table and knocked a jug onto the floor he laughed even harder.
    Chasing a screaming woman around his quarters was probably his idea of foreplay, thought Josephine.
    Josephine took refuge behind the solid table and then watched with horror as Captain Bloody picked it up and tossed it aside as if it were made of matchsticks.
    Josephine had nowhere else to run. She backed up into the wall and stood there trembling.
    Captain Bloody came towards her, arms stretched wide. A tongue fell out of his beard and licked at the grizzly, black hairs.
    There was a knock at the door.
    “Cap’n, there’s-”
    “Don’t interrupt me, damn it! I be havin’ a woman!”
    “Help me!” cried Josephine.
    “But Cap‘n, there’s-”
    “Keelhauling for you!” roared Captain Bloody.
    “Please, help me!” Josephine tired again.
    “But Cap’n, it’s Cap’n Breakheart!”
    Glass sprayed across the room as the window exploded inwards. A shape rolled across the floor and up sprang a man. He was tall and strong. His blonde hair was tied in a low ponytail with black ribbon and his sea-grey eyes danced with smugness and glee.
    “Lance!” roared Captain Bloody. “What are ye doing on me ship, yar filthy bilge rat?”
    “Just visiting,” said Lance pleasantly, sword raised and ready.
    Captain Bloody ripped his own sword out and they began to fight.
    Josephine tried to dodge between the two men and make her way to the window.
    The newcomer had