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Part Four of: Pirate Ships and Rusty Fingertips

The alarm continued. Pip knew more were coming. A pressure gauge shifted as muscles tightened. Four puffs of air. Each pirate collapsed. The floor took on a crimson sheen. Pip looked to Sasha.

“Plan on givin’ that back?”

Pip shook her head.

“Nah. Sorry, you know I’m not strong enough to carry you out of here. I gotta leave you with Ban and his crew.”

Sasha shot a wink.

“I’ll find ma’ way out. I always do.”

Pip approached the door. Her legs felt heavy.

“I wish it wouldn’t have ended this way.” Her hazel eyes glanced down the hallway. More were coming. “Shit.”

“Maybe it don’t end here after all,” Sasha whispered.

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