It seems that even inside the locker, Jack could still be caught. At least, he thought he was still in the locker. This place is too surreal to be anything but…

Although, if it wasn't the locker, that means he's alive again, though where exactly is still a mystery. The pirate calmly walked through the hallways, looking for anything of interest, be it the treasure room, a nice girl, or rum. Yeah… rum, after that debacle on the deserted island with Elizabeth, Jack developed a closer bond with his favorite drink.

He turned a corner and saw a staircase leading downwards. From personal experience, Jack deduced that it must be the wine cellar. And so, without missing a beat, he ventured downwards.

"Ahh, finally."

It seemed lady luck smiled upon him. It was, indeed, a wine cellar. It had massive barrels lined across the room with labels on them and taps within comfortable reach. Jack smiled and started feeling his jacket, looking for something for that exact occasion.

"Now where is that… ah ha!" Jack pulled a fancy looking tankard from an inside pocket and smiled upon it. It was a 'gift' given to him when he visited one of the pubs back at Tortuga.

He walked towards one of the barrels and turned the handle. A deep red liquid poured from the tap and straight into the mug, felling it to the brim. Jack pulled the mug away from the stream and straight into his mouth, not even caring for the spilled liquid. Jack drank and drank, not caring for the still present thirst in his throat thanks to the curse, but that was just another reason why to keep drinking.

"Hey! What are you doing here, this room is off limits!" came a gruff voice from the foot of the staircase. A lone guard stood there, the dim light proved to be enough to mask Jacks identity from the guard.

"Good idea, I'll let you know if someone does come here." Jack replied as he started to walk away from the puzzled guard.

"W-What! Hey stop!" the guard approached the captain "I'm not warning you ag-guahh…"

Jack spun in his place and his mug connected firmly with the guard's helmet. The force of the impact resonated inside the uncomfortably acoustic helmet and dazzled the guard.

Jack saw the opportunity and smacked the guard in the head yet again, rendering the guard unconscious. He then placed the mug safely in his jacket and grabbed the guard from his legs, pulling him behind the many barrels.

It took him some time but Jack managed to strip the guard from his armor and put it on himself. The armor was just a tad bit bigger than Jack but it did cover his face and most of his body. Jack was about to head back outside when he took a quick glance towards the sleeping guard.

Jack knew he couldn't leave him like that, so, he took a rope from a nearby rack and started binding the guard's legs and arms. He also used a tattered cloth as a makeshift mouth gag to stop the guard from alerting the others when he woke up.

Finally, Jack was ready. He looked down at the guard and took his hat off, putting it closer to his chest.

"Nothing personal mate…"

Jack was back in the halls. It his slightly tipsy state he decided to explore the rest of the castle for more plunder to… 'Borrow'. He came to a stop near a big double door with golden linings imbedded in it. Jack tried to peel the gold with his spear he took from the guard but found it impossible, the gold stuck to it too strongly.

"Hey, you there!"

Jack froze in his place before slowly turning around to face the source of the voice. It was another guard.

"Come with me! We need to make sure what the prisoners brought with them." he commanded.

Jack nodded and walked towards the guard. Maybe if he played his cards right, he could get his stuff back. And by the pristine look of that Edward fella, he could take his equipment as well.

The guard led him to a small room with nothing but a single table in it. On the table Jack saw what he was looking for. His trusty sword, a flintlock pistol with a single shot loaded, and his compass. Unfortunately, there wasn't a sign to where the other pirates' belongings were. Oh well, it was a start at least.

"Hey, are you going to help me with this stuff or are you going to stare at the table all day!" the guard bellowed and moved forward to inspect the contents. His first thing was the compass.

"Heh, who in their right mind would keep a broken compass, it doesn't even point to the north. That guy must be the worst pirate I've ever heard."

A spike of anger rose inside Jack, and as the proud captain he was…

He knocked the guard out by slamming him into a wall.

Jack took the compass out of the guard's grasp and inspected it. The compass pointed towards the table. Jack took a moment to collect his stuff and moved back outside the room,
carefully going over the downed guard on his way out.

Deciding he attacked two guards too many for comfort, Jack decided that the best course of action would be to leave the castle immediately and find and means of escape.

It took Jack some time but finally he managed to find a side exit from the castle. He carefully peeped through the key hole to make sure there weren't any guards lurking about. Finding the coast clear, Jack twisted the door knob and…

Locked.

"Hmm… didn't think about that," Jack commented. He looked to his left. The hall was empty. He looked to his right. The hall from that side was empty as well. He unsheathed his sword and with the delicacy of a cannon, he jammed his sword into the key hole and broke it off.

It took Jack sometime to wade through the bizarre looking buildings while trying to avoid the equally bizarre looking townsfolk, but thankfully he managed to locate to edge of town. It was little to no surprise for Jack that instead of ocean, he was greeted with lush green fields. After all, he had been through weirder stuff.

Looking over the horizon, Jack detected a small dot in the sky. He stood there for a few minutes as the dot grew larger and more defined. Apparently, the dot was a ship, a flying ship. Jack rubbed his eyes a few times and looked again, the ship was still there. Jack then pulled a small bottle of emergency rum from his jacket. The cap was sealed.

His pondering was cut short as an explosion resonated throughout the entire city. Jack turned around and saw a pillar of smoke coming from the castle.

"Time for me to leave…"

Author's Notes:

Typos go in the comments please...

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