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capt. deep sighed in releif. her crew was safe. she shook them awake, and they began concocting plans to escape. the one the crew liked the most was the plan where four people would break the door down wit their swords, and they would ambush. capt. deep quickly dismissed their plan, and gave her reason. "thtas far too noticable. everyone will know we're breaking out. we wont come in through the door, but the side." three people and the captain stood ready to attack the wall as if it were a great enemy. it was a great enemy. they broke through and quickly crashed into the water. they had a few open wounds from debris, but they were all fine except for that. however there was one thing they hadnt accounted for - sharks. sharks that were hungry. sharks that were atrackted to blood and open wounds. the people scaled the side of the ship with their swords. the rest of the crew who still lingered in the brig did the same. they ambushed the deck with british naval men patrolling the perimeter. capt. deep paid little attention to them and headed straight for her ship. it was bolted to the "ann maire" and she began trying to break the metal locks. the commador stopped her, swooping in and begining a sword fight. they fought valiantly, the commador's single sword fending off both of capt. deep's. amazingly, the pirates lost. they were locked in the brig of "the gull" the crew began thinking of new ways to escape this time, but capt. deep dismissed all of them, no matter how perfect each one seemed. "you're not blowing holes in my ship."
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