I did not believe in ghosts until now. Well, I did not believe in mermaids til the Gulf of Sirens, either. Maybe now, I should not dismiss any possibilities that other mythical beings could be real as well.
Because of my experiences at the Gulf of Sirens, I could not shake the fear that I felt as Ghost Island came to view. For one, my crewmates were helpless at that time and two, Jacob almost died.
I turned to him. Jacob discreetly placed his hand over mine and whispered, "Everything will be alright."
I sighed. His words brought comfort to me and I do believe him. However, battling with mythical beings is another story. They're very unpredictable and utterly cryptic. Not to mention, they have special abilities that make defeating them very difficult. Lowen could not even put a bullet in the pirate ghosts. How are we going to win? How are we getting our ship back?
"I have a bad feeling about this, Jacob," I replied.
