Motion of the water went from calm to turbulent. Its color changed to green as the bottom began to rise. Slime quickly turned into thick goo. Barrels, ropes and wooden beams from the sunken galleon started to surface on the solidifying lake. Brick traversed over planks choosing only a few artifacts to put in his pack. He reached for a statue of a golden head, but a human skull erupted from the ooze in front of it. Swords blasted out of the murky ground held by skeletons of the buccaneers. Corpses were hardened in their final poses of running each other through with blades. The man navigated a maze of bones and cutlasses without much notice except for one crewmate that popped up directly in front of him to block the path. Weston roundhoused the corpse and it broke into a pile of syrupy muck.

Suddenly the swampy terrain rumbled. Brick scaled a tall stalagmite. The pirate ship rose from its grave like a ghost. The treasure hunter leaped from the column of rock to grab hold of the vessel's battering ram adorned with skulls. He swung onto the deck and made his way to the captain's quarters. The cabin was filled with king's ransom. Before him sat the remains of the pirate captain. The corpse grinned with golden teeth. Under his hat hung wavy orange hair with long, narrow candles tied to the ends. A necklace made from sharks teeth covered his chest. Diamond rings decorated finger bones of both hands that clenched flintlocks pointed ready to shoot. Weston paused. He could not help but stare at this awesome site for an instant.

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