CHAPTER THIRTEEN THE TREASURE
The island looked like a scary rocky mass, lapped by a beach of dark sand where the imposing volcanic formation was soaring.
To get to the island, Blackbeard ordered the launches deep into a very narrow and twisting bay; while he was crossing it, he could feel a sense of dismay rising slowly from his bowels. Everywhere he laid his eyes, there were just deadly sights. No trees, bushes or even scattered ferns. Everything looked like a waste land. Even the fauna was missing. Deep inside his heart, he had expected to see some seagulls at least hovering over the coast, instead the sky was totally lifeless.
He was the first to land, as soon as they scraped against the stony seabed. Hardraker followed him. Johnny was on board a second launch, together with N’ah
