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another entire night, and all of the following day. They didn’t give us any more food and water. I have never wanted to die so much in my entire life. The idea of dying is so much kinder to my mind than the idea of living and slowly dehydrating, and suffering until my body can’t take it anymore and shuts down. My tongue feels like it’s a thick chunk of sandpaper . My throat is so dry I am terrified to swallow, because the pain is too much. My body has gone beyond starving, and is now edging on shutting down.  
    “Indi?” Eric croaks from his spot by the bars.  
    “I’m here,” I whisper. My head is hanging, because it’s too hard to lift .  
    “Are you okay?”  
    “I’m…getting there.”  
    “We can’t do this much longer . W e’re going to die if we don’t do something soon.”  
    “They won’t let me die,” I say, hoping I’m right. “I’m the prize money.”  
    “Maybe they have found something else . We can’t rely on that,” he says, his voice so hoarse it’s barley recognizable.  
    “What do we do, Eric, because I sure as shit can’t figure out how to escape this god forsaken ship!” I bite out.  
    “We need a plan, for when they come back down. We can’t see anything down here, we can’t see rooms, or escape routes - nothing. We need a way to get up there.”  
    He’s right. Of course he’s right. I know there’s only one way out, and that’s perhaps stealing a lifeboat, or a raft, or hell, a barrel. There has to be something we can escape on, and getting up on deck to see is the only way to know. But how does one get up there?  
    “We’re in a tiny cell, Eric. How do you suppose we get out?”  
    “If you’re their prize,” he says, his voice low, “they won’t want you to die.”  
    “What are you getting at?” I whisper impatiently.  
    “I think you should pretend to have passed out when they come back down. They might freak, and take you above deck. You can scope the place out, find a way to escape.”  
    “It’s not a bad idea,” I say, nodding. “But they might not come down here for days.”  
    “Maybe not, but if they want you alive, they will.”  
    I close my eyes, focusing on my breathing. “We can only try. There’s no other option for us.”  
    I hope this works.  
    We have nothing else.  
     

~*CHAPTER 4*~
    “I’m yer cap’n, and yer me lassie. For real, that be!”  
    **  
     
    “Indi,” Eric whispers frantically. “Wake up!”  
    I stir from my spot on the floor and my entire body aches. I blink rapidly to try and focus my gaze on Eric.  
    “They’re coming down!”  
    I try to move my body, but it really is stiff and sore. I hear the thumping above deck, and the sound of the cell door being unlocked. He’s right; they’re coming down. How many days has it been? I don’t know.  
    “Pass out, Indi,” Eric whispers. “Don’t get up.”  
    I stay in my position, trying to relax myself so that it looks real. I have to steady my breathing to make my body look less stiff. I hear the sounds of boots, and then the room seems to brighten. I can tell this, even though my eyes are closed.  
    “Please,” I hear Eric beg. “She won’t wake up. Please help her.”  
    “Fuck, I told you to give her water,” Hendrix barks.  
    “I did, Cap.”  
    “I meant enough to fuckin’ make sure she didn’t end up like this. Did you fuckers even give them anything the past few days, like I instructed?” he bellows.  
    Silence fills the room.  
    Hendrix wanted them to feed us? He wasn’t trying to kill us slowly. My chest swells with hope.  
    “Sorry Cap, I thought…I thought Jess gave it to them and…”  
    “Fuck, incompetent idiots!”  
    I hear the cell door open, and a moment later I feel arms go around my body and lift me. I keep myself as floppy as I possibly can.  
    “Get Senny and Jess, they need to see to her.”  
    There are women on the ship? My heart flutters. Women could mean hope. They