"Well, whoever this was, won't be needing this anymore." Valery grabbed the bejeweled saber, and after pulled hard enough, took it from the statue. She looked at herself in the reflection if the blade. It was beautiful, just like she was. Something about it made her feel strong.
"At least we got something valuable." Jasmine nodded, checking out the blade as well.
But their admiring ended when they felt a chilling sensation. The door to the captains quarters closed. Then all the flames turned from red to a deep blue.
"Hmm, you are a greedy pirate, aren't you."
The voice, it seemed to be coming from all around them. The statue, it crumbled into pieces and out from it came what could only be described as a ghost. It looked exactly like the statue did.
"I am, or was, Captain Mayfield, this was my ship. I was robbed of all my treasure, was stabbed right here and was fated to sail these waters forever. But... it seems things have changed."
There was a malicious look in the ghost pirates pale eyes. One that any pirate has when they find an opportunity to get what they want.
"What are you gonna... do to us," Valery asked, scared what the answer will be.
"I can't leave this ship without a vessel for my spirit. But thankfully... one has shown up."
Without even another words, the ghost pirate flew towards your mouth. Pushing her headfirst in and down your throat, trying to possess you.
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