(continued from main deck)

Pirate Pete, Emmsi, Darren Blank and myself arrived on the beach. The sand was black and very sharp to the touch.

I looked up at the sky. What little I could see of it through the dense fog was black and starless. This place was deathly.

On the air from somewhere distant we heard a woman laughing. It was not the same laughter as what we had heard on the small rowing boat - this laughter was crueler... or was it more enticing?

I looked to the boundries of the beach where a dark forest lay. I wondered what was beyond this forest. Or what LIVED beyond the forest.

"Keep together," I said, "don't stray too close to that forest."

The we saw it. Wreckage washed up on the beach. Darren Blank shouted and rushed forward towards it...

We all followed Darren as he nelt down in despair near the wreckage of his ship.

"Keep togther!" I shouted

I looked around, I had a really bad feeling, like I could sense danger. Darren was mourning over his ship.

Then suddenley all went silent. Until we heard a faint sound of footsteps crunching on the hard black sand. I spun round and looked through the fog and I could see a man shaped figure approaching us...

Cursing the life I lead, I stumbled amongst the cobbled beach. They call it the Black Beach.

My legs strained as I walked slowly towards the distant figures. I was in viewing distance, my back hunched over, the same old pain struck through my bones as the cold air hit them.

"H-H-Hello?" my voice croaked out throught the fog. "W-What do you seek, are you t-t-travelers?" I stuttered, it has been along while since my eyes laid on strangers, they all looked soo forgien. They wear such obsure clothing?

"my savour" I silently whispered to myself, my old wrinkled hand shaked itself out, reaching forward, hoping for a response.

My ship! My lovely ship! The wreckage spread across the black beach. It was my ship alright... it seemed like it was all gone - all destroyed. I thought about my crew... did any of them make it?

Then I turned as I heard the man approach. Was he another one of these creatures that had attacked me and thrown me from the Kingston?

Anger raged through me as I thought how those creatures - this man - could be responsible for my ships destruction.

I rushed over to him and grabbed him by the throat.

"What did you do to my ship?" I screamed, "What did you do to it? Answer me now!"

"A-a-a-aaaah" I managed to gasp out. I was not used to any physical contact, my weak neck crushed within the grasp of the youngman.

My aged hands started shaking rapidly, veins bulged out. "W-w-wha-" my eyes closed and rattled around inside my eyelids.

"Darren Stop!" a strong voice shouted out. The hand let its grib go slightly, the soft tissue on my neck felt like fire.

"I-I-Kn--I Know nothing of ship, s-s-ship never come here." I breathed the precious air into my lungs. "P-P-Please" I strained out. Being a man of age, my resistance to pain was extremely low, I started to go blue within the loose hands of the man.

What would a wretched old fool be doing on an island like this? He may have valuable information.

"Darren, leave the old man! I know your mad, leave your anger for later!" I said and put my hand on Darrens back. The wrinkled old man, stouped into a hunch. It looked as though this was his natural posture, like he'd lived liked this for an age.

The mans voice was so strange, he stuttered with every word and he looked like he couldn't even lift his own leg up. Pale as a sheet. I kinda felt sorry for the guy.

I tried calming Darren down, he was devastated at the destruction of his ship, I don't blame him. No man should ever see a thing like that.

"I'm sorry sir," i said to the old man who was clearly shaken up, "you'll have to forgive our companion here... he has been through a lot of bad things recently."

Darren had been through some bad things. He was still scarred from where the pirates tortured him.

I looked at this old man before me. What was he doing on this island? It was time to find out.

"Who are you?" I asked, "and what are you doing here? You look as though you have been here for some time."

"I-I-It is okay young one. I forgive your anger." I breathed heavily "S-S-So you wish to know my purpose? Y-Yes, I have been here for some time now." I mumbled on

I held my trembling hand out

"M-my-My name is Andor." the strong man shook my cold hand, I could feel his warmth.

I looked past him and noticed a tall fellow with a black beard and a young woman. They wear such strange clothes, they look so strange, they look from out of this world

"W-w-what bring you. What bringsss you here?" I stuttered out "I-I-I have not seen f-f-folk in a long time"

"We didn't intend to come here," I said to the old man, "we were just passing by and became lost - seperated from our ship."

I wondered if this man became lost like us and has been stranded on this island for god knows how long...

"COuld you tell us," I asked, "if you know what happened to our friends ship? It's wreckage is washed up all over this beach. Did you see anyhting or know how it was destroyed?"

I listened to what this man was saying. I had been quiet since we left the boat. I was worried, would we be able to get back to the Kingston? Would they be able to find us? Would we too grow old and have to stay on this island forever?

"Have you seen any ships pass by here?" I asked the man, "We need to get back to our ship, maybe you could come with us!" I suggested, I was really starting to panic now.