Lady Demosa stood, perched on the end of the long wooden plank, her toes curling over the sharp, splintered end. She looked down, eyes wide in fright, into the churning grey sea below. She started to recoil back, but the sharp prick of a cutlass against her back reminded the young woman this was not an option.

"Well, m'lady!" The cruel voice of Captain Scarlett taunted her helpless victim. "This be your last choice! Tell me where you've hidden that treasure map, or else prepare to meet the briney blue Aaarrr!"