Claire had began to doze off again when the Captain came back in. She was taken aback when he opened the cage and grabbed her. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but there wasn't any use. He was much stronger then she was. She wasn't sure what was going on, except her had pulled her up to the plank. Could she do it? She wasn't chained up or anything, she could swim. But for miles there was nothing but sea and sharks lived in this water. Still, it could be worth the rest. She walked towards the edge of the plank, the wind blowing her hair and the bottom of her dress around her. 

She didn't look back at the chanting man, she had to do it. Why should she stay onboard? She might as well have been dead, but would this fate be much worse then being eaten alive by a shark? She shook her head and stepped back. "No." She said.