My fingers grappled the jagging rocks and I frantically pulled myself up onto dry land. The rigid waters ebbed and smashed mercilessly on my back, almost putting me into hyperthermia. Spasms wrecked by muscles and I limped sub-consciously into a large cave. As I crawled more into the cavern, I realized that the vicinity was losing its luminosity. I was given two choices - stay and die of cold or, enter and risk my life. …showed first 75 words of 642 total…

…showed last 75 words of 642 total…doing here and he replied - in a hoarse and deep voice - that he was stranded onto this island. He had been trying to escape but to no avail. He passed me some roasted fish and a map which stated: "Island of the Caribbean Pirates". The man said he had retrieved the priceless treasures - artifacts made of pure gold, gold coins, lavish looking costumes and the most eye-catching, a grail made of diamond...