Time was precious and violent jarring of the warcraft told the explorer to move fast or join the crew. Surveying the room and obtaining only the most important historical specimens, his adroit ambidextrous hands passed portable objects through the air to stuff inside the football. Multitudes of neon blue specks twinkled like a mini galaxy in the creeping waves that splashed on Locke's boots as the lake reclaimed the algae island.

The ascending warship's decrepit sail masts splintered against the toothpick steepled ceiling of the grotto. Debris rained down like the Holy Spirit to block the doorway. The traveler ran full tilt toward the enthroned captain. He hauled up the rattling skeleton using its coat made from dinosaur hide for a shield to bulldoze through the grand window. The two figures hurled into the swirling, foaming roller coaster of onrushing water. The swashbuckler's arms wrapped around the adjunct scholar as though the revenant had come back from the inmost recesses of the netherworld to keep her precious secrets hidden in this one.

A revelatory moonbeam shone down onto the figures from the hole above. Northwest extricated himself from the pirate queen who drifted back through the deluge to the sepulcher of her ill-fated galleon sounding into the bubbly briny deep's locker. The indefatigable searcher of questions narrowly avoided being brained as he slipped into the vertical crater. Churning water upheaved him through the tunnel like an irresistible geyser while he endeavored to grab the nylon cord. Just as the lantern-jawed treasure hunter was going to be launched into the air the line coiled his arm, stretched taut as a bowstring, and slammed him to the ground like a rag doll.

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