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"Yuck!" Shane blurted out, tossing the remainder of the fruit in the chest. That was the worst fruit that he'd ever eaten. He turned to Molly, and frowned. "We need to hide.." He mumbled. He opened the closet, hoping it's large size would give them a safe place to hide. It all depended on how much stuff was within.

But he suddenly felt strange, unusually cold. A strange sensation went all through his body. What was going on? Was he feeling sick because he ate a rotten piece of fruit?
As Shane looked within the chest and spotted the fruit, he sighed in relief. He was half expecting some kind of death trap or whatnot, to be waiting inside. The boy had a lot of imagination, as expected of a child. And his fear didn't exactly allow him to think clearly.

A strange roar could be heard, almost like a bear growling. He quickly looked around, but he saw no threat nearby. Upon closer examination, the growling was coming from his belly. He hadn't eaten in quite some time, and he felt rather hungry. Just how long had he been unconscious, anyway? The boy grabbed the fruit, and glanced over at Molly. With the state she was in, and him being as exhausted as he was, he may just collapse again. He could not afford that, definitely not now. Or it would be over for him and his sister.

The boy began to eat the fruit.
Shane quickly scanned the room with his eyes, firstly searching to see if anything was moving at him quickly. The last thing he wanted right now was for some pirate to rush them and capture them. Or worse, kill them. When the room seemed quiet and safe, the boy quickly made his way towards the chest. He placed Molly on the bed momentarily, and he slowly opened the small chest. His curiosity took the better of him. After all, there was only very little he knew about these pirates.
Count me interested as well!

I can see a great deal of potential with this.

I'll take the spear hero!
Shane collapsed on the deck, breathing heavily on the deck as he placed Molly down beside him. He lay there for a few minutes, allowing himself to catch his breath. Sweat drops slid from his forehead, and he was hurting all over. Despite his pain, he forced himself back on his feet, and gently picked her up. "We'll be...fine.." He mumbled to Molly, and headed for the doors. He gently tried to open one ever so slightly, to peek inside to see if the way was clear.
Shane frowned as Molly didn't respond. Did the woman's strange power do more to her than it did to him? His sight drifted from the large smoke cloud to the ship, and he thought things over for a moment. Trying to locate the marine outpost would be a waste of time now. Going to the smoke would likely result in running into pirates, which seemed the most dangerous. Which meant that they could take their chances to either hide elsewhere on the island, or hide on the ship that seemed unguarded. After a few more minutes of consideration, the boy made up his mind.

"Hold on, Molly.." He whispered to her. He wrapped the end of a rope around Molly's waist, made a tight knot to tie her onto it firmly and placed her on his shoulder. He began to climb a ladder near that rope, holding onto Molly tightly with one hand, while grappling onto the ladder with his other while doing his best to balance himself and to avoid falling. If he did fall, at least Molly would be safe on the rope. He tried to keep his chest area against the boat, knowing that reeling his weight back would be worse. The boat itself would prevent him from falling forwards, after all.
Shane stared in shock at the giant smoke cloud that emerged from the forest. He glanced over at Molly. "Marines...the marine outpost! It's our only chance to save everyone! Molly, what direction is it?" Shane asked, looking around in the meantime to make sure that no more pirates were loitering around nearby. He certainly wanted to avoid angering any of them, but he wasn't about to just sit there.
Shane's eyes slowly opened, and he sat on one knee. He simply sat there for a small moment. He tried to re-collect his thoughts on how he even ended up on the beach again, and what had happened to him. Then, it all came back. Chasing Molly to the beach, the pirates, everything. The boat still being nearby was the final confirmation he needed to know that he hadn't just dreamed all of that.

The boy began to nudge Molly near him. "Molly...? Molly, wake up! Hurry...something crazy happened!" He called out, trying to wake his sister up. They had to find out what happened to everyone in the village!
Shane glanced weakly at the mist that formed before him, confusion and exhaustion evident on his face. He knew something horrible was likely to happen to him and his sister, but he had no way to resist anymore. His eyes fell shut, and the boy's body went limp. The realm of dreams consumed him, all against his own will.

The last words that sunk into his mind were Sink Sink fruit. He did not know what he would wake up too, but he feared the worst. But his concerns were drowned out by positive memories. He dreamt of playing with his sister, eating his favority candy and doing all sorts of games all day long. After all, his life up until now had been rather peaceful and happy.
Shane looked at the giant woman, his eyes half-open as he desperately tried to stay conscious. He didn't know what was going on. Was he this exhausted from running? He'd been running a lot today, but...had he already reached his limit? The boy grit his teeth, as he glared up at the woman.

"Wh-what....do you..want.." He mumbled, struggling to try to break free from the man's grasp.
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