BERMUDA TRIANGLE NIGHTMARE

A fine-looking sailing vessel, the Sea Dragon was. She was painted brown all over and her billowing sails were striped green and yellow. To add to it, she had a dragon figurehead and the words (SEA DRAGON) were painted in gold on either side.

Then there were the sailors, working all hands-on deck. Knots were being tied, the deck was being scrubbed, water was being bailed. The watchman was high up in the crow’s nest, cutlass in hand, the captain was at the wheel.

Those sailors had travelled many nautical miles from England and were heading for North America.

What they didn’t realise, however, was that they were about to enter the infamous Bermuda Triangle.

Things went smoothly when the Sea Dragon entered the triangle, but as it sailed on, everything changed.

The wind picked up fast, the sea became very wild and a raging storm rolled in. Rain cascaded, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled overhead.

Then something else happened. A vast whirlpool appeared.

The sight of the whirlpool disturbed the sailors and they became very afraid as the ship was pulled into its grip.

That was terrifying enough, but there was far worse to come, for the Flying Dutchman appeared with Davy Jones and his crew onboard.

The petrified sailors couldn’t believe their eyes.

They decided to jump overboard, to escape the Dutchman, but some kind of invisible force prevented them from doing so.

All they could do, was remain onboard and await their doom. Came it did too.

At Davy Jones’ order, his crew fired the Dutchman’s cannons at the Sea Dragon, as it began to rotate around the centre of the whirlpool.

Then something far more terrifying happened.

The infamous Kraken appeared right in the centre of the whirlpool.

The mighty monster seized the Sea Dragon with its tentacles and carried it into the depths of the whirlpool.

As it did so, the sailors disappeared through a portal, to Davy Jones’ Locker.

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