A foul, rotting thing bearing resemblance to our Captain struck at me from the ruins of a sloop. I drove a splintered oar through its neck, but not before it pierced my stomach with its rusted sword.Cannot stop the bleeding. Shelter here. Must rest...
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A foul, rotting thing bearing resemblance to our Captain struck at me from the ruins of a sloop. I drove a splintered oar through its neck, but not before it pierced my stomach with its rusted sword.
Cannot stop the bleeding. Shelter here. Must rest.
Joan Caron
Cartwright to the Capital Survey Expedition
Survivor of the wrecked ship “Mere Courage”