I at back. My legs were up on my desk. My cup of tea in my left hand, my cigar in my right. I had jus theard some interesting news. I had just heard that 'The Kingston' was back in town.
I leaned forward and stubbed out my cigar. I put down my tea. I spoke to the other officers in the room.

"We better keep a close watch on that ship," I said, "Last time they were here they caused us a lot of trouble. I know that their names have been cleared since that day, thanks to that damn reporter, but best to still keep a close eye on them."

I stood and walked over to the kettle. I poured myself another cup of tea. I picked up a folder and looked at the contents. I shuck my head.
This cult were beginning to bug me. We had no idea where they where, who they were, or how many of them there were. All we knew is that they were causing us problems. And if there was one thing we disliked, it was people causing us problems.

"I'm going for a stroll," I said, "clear my head. Maybe I can then begin to figure this out."

I left the room and closed the door behind me.

(continued at port)

(continued from port)

I was thrown into the authorities station by one of the officers. Another of the officers opened one of the cells and I was pushed inside. I prostested over and over again but they would not listen to me.

As far as they were concerned I was a drunk. And to be honest I felt like I was... or at least like I had been drinking, even though I had not touched alcohol in years. I still could not remember a thing.

I sat on the small wooden bench in the cell and put my head in my hands. I tried so hard to try and figure out what was going on but was unable to. I was terribly confused.

I was also annoyed. I was annoyed that my crossbow had been taken away from me. I had not parted from my weapon in many years.

Suddenly I was hit with freezing cold water as the officers hosed me down. I was forced back against the wall as the water sprayed all over my body.

"Alright alright!" I shouted, "Enough of this! I am NOT drunk! You do not need to do this!"

After several minutes, and they seemed to enjoy it, they stoppped with the water and left me to dry.

"I come from the Kingston!" I shouted out. This seemed to get their attention and they looked at me. "I am a member of their crew! Please... are there any more of the Kingstons crew here?"

i was walking past the authorities station and i could hear

"I come from the Kingston! I am a member of their crew! Please... are there any more of the Kingstons crew here?"

it sounded like Mister Johns?
i looked threw the cell window

"JOHNS!" what you doing there?

"Sleepy?" the voice was very recognisable.

I rushed over to the cell window and looked out. Sure enough there was Sleepy I standing looking in.

"Thank god you're here!" I said, "I thought I was the only one in this town... I thought I was losing my mind! I was thrown into the jail by one of officers who thought I was drunk! You have to help me! I have to get out of here!"

I looked back to the officers on guard. There were two of them. One of them who went by the name of Jones, was sitting on the chair and beginning to fall to sleep. He was an elderly man who looked like he'd eaten one two many pies ni his life.
The other guard was a younger man who was called Thomas and is the one that brought me here. He looked wide awake.

I looked back to Sleepy.

"We have to find a way to get rid of the younger officer... Thomas," I said, "then when the other one is sleeping you can get the keys for the cell!"

The only trouble was... how could we get rid of officer Thomas?

i saw a store at the other side of the street. "i will be right back!" turst me.

I awaited Sleepy I. He seemed to have some sort of plan. I hoped it was a good one.

I looked at officer Jones. He was fast asleep now. The keys to free me were hanging from his belt. If only Officer Thomas would go away!

i retourned. "i will pop these in his drink."

i walked in. "hello office" WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!" officer thomas replyed.

i said whiles sneeking some laxatives into his drink "i hear you are the young new offices who has been keeping this town in tip top shape"

thomas grined and pick up his glass. "well thankyou... and you are?"

oh no i need to fake my name? "I... erm Simon Gill." as he pulled glass away from his face his face just changed so staringe.

"oh brake time"he says... and walks off.

i walk up to Mister Johns. "well well well what do we have hear?" in a jokeing way.

Mister Johns face changed in a not funny face.

i sneekly took the keys and got Mister Johns out. "lets go officer thomas wont be long."

"Good work Sleepy," I said, patting him on the back as I left the cell, "you know, you're better then I thought you were. After this voyage of ours is over... maybe you'd consider joinin me on my quest to rid the world of werewolves. I could use someone like you helping me. I could teach you all there is to know. We could be... partners."

Sleepy didn't have time to answer as the toilet door opened and Officer Thomas stepped out looking ver unwell. He was holding his stomach and his ass!
He looked up and saw us standing there.

"P... p... prisoner escaping!" he shouted. As he shouted, the fat man, officer Jones, woke up.

"Deal with Jones!" I shouted to Sleepy.

I rushed over to Officer Thomas who was reaching for his weapon. I threw my fist into his face, punching him square on the nose. It broke and he fell backwards into the toilet unconscious!

I hoped sleepy had dealt with Jones...

Jones was about to shout as i put my hands over his mouth and draged him to the floor. i pulled out one of his handcuffes and attached him to the cell door.

that would not shut him up. so i get an apple i found from a fruit bowl and put it in his mouth.

"loose waight. then you would have caught us"

i then got a bucket from one of the cells and places it on his head so he would not be able to see where we would be going.

i saw a few guns and bullets in the office.
"Do we have chance to get some supplys?"

"Yes but lets do it quikly!"

We went into the supply cupboard. There were several guns here and some bladed weapons.
I took two pistols (one for my pocket and one in my boots), a sword (which I strapped to my back) and extra arrows for my crossbow. The arrows weren't silver but that didn't matter as I did not suspect to be fighting any werewolves at the moment.

I just wanted to know how we got to Port Town and where the others were.

I looked to Sleepy.
"What are you taking from the supply cupboard?" I asked.