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Everything was darkness. Jack lay on the ground waiting for something to happen, anything. Where was he? perhaps he had gotten too drunk again and fallen in another barrel like last time. Gibbs would wake him up any một phút now,although last time it had taken him hours to find him, and even thêm to get Jack back to the ship. That would explain the lack of breeze where he lay, but why was there no noise than? had he gone deaf? He tried to remember what he had done the night before...no, not the night,the day. It all hit Jack suddenly, Elizabeth, the handcuffs...the kraken.He sat up quickly and...