Chapter Twelve

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"I'd rather stay here, if you don't mind Squire," I replied.

"That's fine, Jim," Trelawney smiled at me. "I'll go deliver it myself."

Trelanwey soon left, leaving me with Smollett and Livesey. About an hour passed before Livesey spoke up.

"He seems to be taking a while," he observed. "Jim, can you go see what's taking him so long?"

I nodded before making my way off the ship and towards the Spyglass. As I approached the inn, a familiar face walked out of the same inn. We both saw each other, and I tried to scream a warning. However, Black Dog quickly drew his pistol and shot me. My words died in my mouth as I fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

"What's going on out there?!?"

Trelawney's voice made Black Dog run off, and soon Trelawney emerged from the inn. His eyes widened in horror and his face turned pale when he saw me.

"J-Jim!" he exclaimed, kneeling by me. "What happened to you!"

"Black...Dog..." I managed to say before my vision began to fade.

"Jim!" Trelawney's face became blurry, but I noticed tears in his eyes. "W-wake up! Please! JIM!"

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