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Capt. Deep and her crew were sailing off with satisfaction of a hard-earned victory. Capt. Deep and her crew lifted their fists in cheers and then she looked around, and saw that Will was missing.
She ran about the deck, searching for her missing love. She couldn’t find him above deck, so she headed down the stairs while the crew worked on the upper deck, and Charlie maneuvered the ship at the wheel. Will was in the crew’s cabins, and he was fiddling through the medicine cabinet. He was kneeling on the ground, with blood running down his thigh and down to his ankle. Capt. Deep gasped silently, and her pupils shrunk. Will pulled out a small saw used for amputations, extremely painful amputations.
He placed the blade lightly on his leg, and then Capt. Deep screamed and yanked the saw from his hands. “What are you doing?” she snapped.
“My leg…” Will said, showing it to her, rolling up his pant leg. “It needs to go. That’s the only way!”
Capt. Deep placed the saw away, and looked at his leg. It was badly injured, and amputation would definitely be an option. “No, I think it just needs some bandaging. I remember I had an issue like this with my arm once, and it only needed bandages.”
Will was sweating and crying, and Capt. Deep couldn’t do anything to help that. “But it hurts horribly.” Will said.
“I understand, but you don’t need it cut off.” She smiled. “I’ll go get the doctor on board, and we’ll fix that right up.”
Capt. Deep got up, and turned around, realizing how determined Will was to have it amputated. There were many tools within his grasp, and he could always crawl after them if she merely moved them. She lifted him up and helped him out on deck.