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Only in October

Date: 12.08.2007

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I found myself at the rear of the ship, in the captains cabin. It had been ransacked but a pistol still sat on the table. It was loaded. "What fortune!" It was a double barrel! I could shoot one pirate and then off myself before the others took hold of me, if it came to it.

I readied myself there, wedging a table at the door and taking a far stance in the room.

As I waited my hands grew sweaty, and my palms began to itch. "No not now!" I cursed. "Not now!" How cruel could God be? How wicked! To curse me with this now? Pain shot through my head. At the moment the door was pushed opened, my stigmata returned. I dropped the gun, and fell to the floor. They must have assumed I feinted, and when they saw the blood, that maybe I had slit my wrists. But for some reason unknown to myself or the pirate crew that entered the cabin, when asked later, they investigated my wounds and delivered me back to their ship unmolested.

When I woke up, my wounds were poorly dressed and I was in the captain's cabin of that old Spanish ship, "The Serio".

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