Chapter 60
It had been a few days since we'd been forcefully abducted and recruited into the crew of the Sinking Mary, and I had to admit, pirate life wasn't entirely as chaotic as I'd expected. Sure, we were technically prisoners, and our eventual fate was still a bit on the rocks, but in the meantime, things aboard the pirate vessel were oddly very organized. Who knew pirates could be so disciplined?
The Certain Death, our former ship, now trailed behind us like a sad little puppy. A crew made up of whoever wasn't deemed completely useless had been left to pilot it, along with some pirates to watch over them. I think the pirates were actually the ones making sure the ship didn't sink.
