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Point of No Return

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Captain Jones stepped forward, long grey-blue slimy tentacles swaying in the wind before they settled against her shoulders. Her ankle-length leather coat was stained with the blood of the dead and covered in coral, barnacles, and limpets. As the Captain of the Flying Dutchman, her job was simple: control the seas.

Without a heart, she could sail for eternity across the world, untouched by pain.

Maccus peered over the edge into the murky water, noting the broken planks and dead bodies. "Captain! Should we turn back?"

"What for? The living have all moved on. Only the dead —"

"Captain, over here!"