You are very scared, you are trying to pretend to be a corpse.

You experience a feeling of fear that approaches a state of uncontrollable panic. You have difficulty controlling your emotions. Your body is shaking.

You think in fear: “I need to play dead... The pirates won’t notice me... They’re too busy fighting with the ship’s sailors...”

You lie motionless on the deck and you try not to attract attention to yourself.

From a moral point of view, your behavior may be questionable: you are behaving like a pathetic coward who refuses to help the dromon crew, whose members are risking their own lives and health to protect you from pirate attacks. But you **** yourself to forget about remorse. You just want to stay alive.

You try to stop your body from shaking. The corpse of a pirate presses your body to the deck of the ship. You feel disgusted as the corpse's blood continues to flow onto your clothes.

Almost impossible to hear anything. The space around is filled with the noise of a brutal battle: the screams of the dying and wounded, the clanking of metal, the furious screams of the combatants.

The severed palm of someone's hand lies right in front of your face. We close your eyes. You try not to make a single sound. You hope the pirates will think your body is nothing more than a corpse.

The boarding continues... The battle does not stop: opponents kill and maim each other with incessant persistence...

The body of one of the sailors falls next to you. You open one eye slightly. And you understand that it would be better for you not to do this. This sailor's head was cut open by the blade of a one-handed axe. This blade is stuck inside the skull. The eye socket is cut open. A mess of mucus and blood... Skull fragments...

You almost threw up...

You close your eyes again and continue to lie motionless...

Suddenly, through the noise of the battle, a powerful howl and roar breaks through. These are terrible beast sounds, from which you feel a new attack of horror.

Silhouettes of fighting persons run around your body...

A couple of meters away from your body, one of the sailors falls onto the deck. This guy is wounded in the legs. An arrow was stuck in one of his legs. The other leg has a wound from a short sword blade. The sailor shouts dirty curses and tries to attack one of the pirates with a dagger. However, the sailor is unable to successfully strike. The pirate kicks this sailor powerfully in the face. A sailor receives a severe bruise when the back of his head hits a wooden deck. He loses consciousness.

Suddenly you notice several pirates approaching your body. You also notice that two pirates are lifting the body of a sailor who has lost consciousness. The other two pirates lift your body and grab your arms and legs.

You are trying to resist. But you get a strong blow to the head. You feel pain. They start to **** you. A strong hand is **** your throat.

Less and less air gets into your lungs.

Soon you lose consciousness.

Your **** body, like the bodies of some wounded and stunned sailors, is carried to the pirate ship.

The pirates retreat and return to their small ships. The pirates release their grappling hooks and their ships rush forward. Soon the pirate ships disappear into the fog.

Your **** body, like the bodies of the other prisoners, is placed in a small, dirty room in the hold of a pirate ship. This room is cramped, dirty, and sometimes you can see rats running past. The pirates search each of the captives and take away all weapons and any things that have any material value. The hands and feet of each of the prisoners are tied with ropes.

If you were conscious, you could hear a conversation between the tall pirate leader and one of his subordinates.

A pirate captain cleans blood from the blade of his two-handed axe. The ax blade has a strange bluish tint. He then treats his wounds and bandages them.

After this, the pirate leader says to one of his crew: “Redhead Marvin was in a hurry to attack... Probably that impatient bastard was too keen on the idea of ​​completely capturing this dromon... And we were unlucky that this wolf-like monster was on board... Unexpected trouble! Therefore, from this attack there are more losses than profits... Keep an eye on the prisoners! We will return to the port of Storm Reef and we will sell these prisoners as slaves..."

His interlocutor replies: “Well, captain... I will give orders regarding observations of the prisoners... By the way, this half-elf had a good chain mail, a sword and a dagger...”

The Pirate captain says: “Great! We will sell these valuable things... After visiting the Curse Islands and selling the valuables, we will need to sail back to the east... For some reason, we are not lucky in these western seas..."

While the pirates' conversation continued, you never regained consciousness.