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Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

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Jack smiled. It wasn’t a pleasant expression. Stepping out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

way, he waved, ushering <strong>the</strong> rogue pirate past him, so he could<br />

continue down <strong>the</strong> blank stretch <strong>of</strong> corridor. “By all means, Christophe.<br />

After you.”<br />

Christophe hesitated, <strong>the</strong>n shrugged and leaned against <strong>the</strong><br />

corridor. “How do I know you didn’t come in here last night and lay a<br />

trap for me? This is just <strong>the</strong> kind <strong>of</strong> trick you would play, Jacques.”<br />

“One <strong>of</strong> me better tricks, coming in here last night, with no<br />

bracelet, and <strong>the</strong>n carefully covering my trail with this nice dust, just to<br />

fool you, Christophe,” Jack commented, his voice dripping with<br />

sarcasm.<br />

“Nobody has been in here for five years,” Amenirdis said, coldly.<br />

“Because you stole my fa<strong>the</strong>r’s bracelet, thief.”<br />

Christophe crossed his arms and looked away.<br />

Jack nodded at <strong>the</strong> corridor. “What do you see, Amenirdis?”<br />

“<strong>The</strong>re is an opening in <strong>the</strong> floor,” she said. “It is too far to jump.”<br />

“Damn,” Jack said. “Do you remember this from before?”<br />

“No. Ei<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong> high priest brought us a different way, or part <strong>of</strong> his<br />

chant included <strong>the</strong> sacred word, and saying it negated this trap.”<br />

Dropping to her hands and knees, <strong>the</strong> princess crawled forward,<br />

disturbing <strong>the</strong> dust. She sneezed, <strong>the</strong>n moved a few inches more, and<br />

halted, peering down at what, to Jack, seemed to be a completely<br />

solid floor.<br />

“<strong>The</strong> light only illuminates <strong>the</strong> first twenty or thirty feet,” she said.<br />

“<strong>The</strong>n it all becomes gray, <strong>the</strong>n black. I believe <strong>the</strong> shaft narrows.”<br />

“Is <strong>the</strong>re a ladder we have to climb down?” Jack asked.<br />

“No. Jack, do you have something I can drop down <strong>the</strong>re? So I<br />

can listen for it to hit <strong>the</strong> bottom?”<br />

“I do indeed,” Jack said. “I tried to think <strong>of</strong> everything.” Reaching<br />

into his duffel, he withdrew <strong>the</strong> half-full lea<strong>the</strong>r bag. Ceremoniously, he<br />

reached into it, and withdrew a chunk <strong>of</strong> gray stone. “One rock, suitable<br />

for dropping.”<br />

Walking over to Christophe, he handed him <strong>the</strong> stone. “If you<br />

would be so kind as to hand it to <strong>the</strong> lady,” he said.<br />

“Why don’t you give it to her yourself ?”<br />

“Because I would never willingly turn my back on you. Especially

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