The Island of Destiny
After a sleepless night and a stomach growling so bad that it pains you, you find yourself feeling much less clearer than usual. Perhaps you've lost your rational train of thought but as Shmitty cuts your ropes loose, you immediately kick up at him and smash into his face. He squawks and drops the knife, sending it into the sand near your left leg. You sweep it up into your hand and as you spring to your feet, you wave the knife madly in front of his face.
"What're you gonna do with that matey?" Shmitty asks with a certain quiver in his voice. He raises his hands into the air and tries to sport a grin on his face, an expression which ends up looking like a crooked half-snarl. You find that you have no sympathy for this man who tied you up and as you stand there waving your knife in front of his face, you know you must make a quick decision...
"What're you gonna do with that matey?" Shmitty asks with a certain quiver in his voice. He raises his hands into the air and tries to sport a grin on his face, an expression which ends up looking like a crooked half-snarl. You find that you have no sympathy for this man who tied you up and as you stand there waving your knife in front of his face, you know you must make a quick decision...