Stranded...

When he came to, First Mate, Bohoj thought he must have drank too much of the rum that Captain Jack Dafty had allowed his crew.  They had just 'commandeered' a galleon that was loaded with pigs and casks of rum and now they were celebrating. 

​The Captain was feeling generous now that his own personal use cabinet had been refilled.  "Drinks for everyone," he had said and no good pirate would disregard a captain's orders.  Bohoj last remembered that he was in the hold of The Bonny Lass guarding a treasure chest and drinking a bottle of rum and then all of a sudden everything went green and then snow white!

​Green he was used to as each time he went to sea the sailor's nemesis of seasickness always hit him for the first couple of days.  "I might know where the green came from but I definitely don't understand all of this white," he groaned as he clutched his throbbing temples.  In an instant he was sober as his mind told him why he might be in a white place!  "Oh no," Bohoj thought.  "I'm dead!"

After a few more minutes, the First Mate's sharp mind had decided a couple of things.  First, he couldn't be dead because he doubted that he would be in a place of pure white light.  "I would definitely be more in a shaded gray spot," he told himself.  Secondly, he still had the bottle (now empty) of rum and the treasure with the cursed anchor.  "I don't think you get to take things with you when you die," he reasoned.  So where was he?

Deciding that the treasure chest was too heavy to be carrying around in this white place, Bohoj tried to bury it.  "This ground is white all the way down," he realized as he was covering the chest up with dirt and then placing a large white rock to mark the spot.  "I better put something else here," he decided when he realized with all of these other white rocks in the area, he would never find the treasure again.  Taking the empty rum bottle (and trying to get one last drink out of it before leaving it), he placed the bottle on the rock to mark the spot.

Before burying the chest, Bohoj did remove one thing from it.  A small object shaped like an anchor.  "The treasure can be lost, but the Cursed Anchor stays with me," he said to himself as he slipped the anchor into his pocket.

Now the Cursed Anchor had a story of it's own and First Mate Bohoj had been tasked with keeping the anchor until Captain Jack Dafty figured out what to do with it.  "I hope the Captain and the rest of the crew are alright," thought Bohoj as he picked a direction and started walking to see what he could find hoping it was The Bonny Lass.