A Red Sky Is Upon Us by Ryan Gilbert

Author:Ryan Gilbert [Gilbert, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-22T22:00:00+00:00

“Rum and fish,

Rum and fish.

Drown your face

In a dish.

Riches are the way

To a man’s soul.

Put all the diamonds

Into a bowl.

Feed the hungry.

Beat the angry.

We’re not wenches,

We are mangy.

Steal and lie;

Steal and lie:

There are no rules,

But we will not die.”

Nope, they were totally drunk when they made that song. Mockingly, Riggs clapped for his crewmembers, chuckling at how stupid and nonsensical the song was. He took a small swig of rum and sat down with his two friends.

With a slurred voice, Jack asked, “Where’s the girl? She’s not joinin’ us?”

“No, she’s sleepin’. It’s goin’ to be a long day tomorrow, mates, and we’re all gonna need some rest.”

“Awww… bollocks,” said a drunken Jack.

Ripper, whose tolerance was much higher than Jack’s, said, “Ay Captain, what’re ya planning on doin’ in da mornin’. Where we goin’?”

“Don’t rightly know. Did ye find anythin’ when you were searchin’ for food?”

Ripper scratched his bald, black head as he tried to recall.

“Well Captain, from a distance I could see dere were sev’ral caves nea’ da closest mountain. We could start headin’ dere in da morning.”

“Anythin’ seem out of the ordinary for ye, Ripper?” asked Riggs.

Shaking his head, the pirate said, “Nope. Nothin’ at all.”

Riggs ran his hand up and down his scruffy neck, trying to think. So far, Isla de Dolor seemed like just another island. The only thing that was different was the black water. Where were the mermaids? Where were the ghosts from the fog? Where were the curses?

Beside him, Coral Jack was swaying back and forth, barely able to hold his bottle of rum any more. His eyes were nearly bugging out of his head.

“Fellas… whatcha say we get wasted… then we go back to… what’s it called… Rebelde, my home, my home sweet home… an’ we get some more drinks and some more fights and some more girls and some more drinks and more drinks…”

*crack*

Without a single change of expression, Ripper knocked Jack in the side of the face with a balled-up fist. Coral Jack went cross-eyed and quickly fell backwards, unconscious, but quiet.

“Man’s had a bit too much ta drink. Startin’ ta get annoying,” said Ripper, rubbing his knuckles.

Laughing to himself, Riggs said, “I can agree with that. When all o’ us are awake, we’ll go search them caves for the treasure.”

“Aye. Night, Captain,” said Ripper, lying back on the sandy ground.

“See ye in the mornin’,” Riggs responded as he too lay down.

But he did not fall asleep. Instead, he stared up at the stars and listened to the waves crash on the beach. He was itching with anticipation. Nothing was going to come between him and the treasure.

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