I rescind my earlier statement.
No pistols will be necessary, no need to worry, Mister Turner. I believe I may have rather overreacted. After all, what happens in a nightmare can't possibly do anything real to me, can it? Although now I come to think of it, when I woke up after the first time here, there was a cut on my hand..
The worst part is I feel like I've lost something. Well, apart from the entire contents of my bloody stomach, that is. And I can't even blame Sparrow, because we were all under the same damned curse. Nevertheless, if I clap eyes on the filthy sodomite, I shall have entirely no qualms about sticking him like a pi.. running him throu... Oh God, why do swords have to be long, thin and penetrative?
The worst part is I feel like I've lost something. Well, apart from the entire contents of my bloody stomach, that is. And I can't even blame Sparrow, because we were all under the same damned curse. Nevertheless, if I clap eyes on the filthy sodomite, I shall have entirely no qualms about sticking him like a pi.. running him throu... Oh God, why do swords have to be long, thin and penetrative?