A Treasure And A Curse
                            The Captain's Own Troubles
    Something was definitely not right. Jack knew it. By now he should have seen an island, but there had been nothing. He glanced at his compass, but the needle still pointed in the same direction. The thought of his compass being broken upset him, but he knew it had to work. It just had to. Otherwise, he knew what would happen. He'd cause them all to die of thirst and hunger, or worse (at least Jack thought so), the crew would make someone else captain. He wouldn't let that happen. He'd gone through too much trouble to get the Black Pearl, and nobody was going to take it from him. After telling Barbossa what direction to go in, Jack went to his cabin.

    Jack looked at all the maps he had of the Caribbean, and then he looked at his compass. He barely had any idea where they were other than miles from land, Tortuga being the nearest that he knew of. Then he remembered that he was on the lookout for land, so he ran back out onto the deck. He looked out to sea and he saw something through his spyglass. Could it be? Was it? It was! Land! Jack gave the orders to go to the island to get supplies. He watched as most of the crew went to get supplies. Then he sighed.

"I knew we weren't lost." he said.
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