Vile Villain

Grimy Nick charged onto the boat, pulling Jim by the hair behind him.
“Be quiet!” he snapped as he tied Jim to the side of the boat.

Snipe, whose as small as a brick but as fierce as a lioness, charged at Jim, biting him viciously on the leg…

As the sun rose, Jim waited for another horrible day on the Lilly, quivering in the corner. “Why does it have to be me…” he said, before beginning to sob.

Before he knew it, the sun rose and awoke Jim from his slumber.

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