Good News, Bad News, The only Kind I ever Get

The noise had died down, probably with the death of a lot of spiders. I feared of course this just left the ultimate spiders who could survive anything around, but Xanthi assured me this just meant the remaining ones were either dead or dying and my idea of an ultimate survivor spider was born of insanity (shows what she knows... in that she was correct). Still we packed most of her weapons with us, even with my hurt shoulder I managed to do my part and bring the lighter but deadlier looking weapons. We made our way to the docks because I hoped the boat was still there, or at the very least some kind of ship was there.

The boat unfortunately was and wasn't there. It was at the docks, it had also been mostly burned/sunk. I could tell from just looking at it most likely what had happened was the spiders had attacked, the crew in a panic attempted to kill them with fire/leave port, and managed to burn the ship and then crash and sink it before they perished. I did see enough left of the docks to probably make an adequate raft out of and thankfully the damned spiders were no where to be found at least when we got there, the problem of course would be managing the cruel seas with little to no knowledge of which way to even sail to hope to get to the mainland, any mainland. There was also that minor oh so minor issue of me not exactly knowing how to build a boat. I mean sure rummaging around in my head there was some kind of knowledge of crafting ship, but like most skills I've had that was long forgotten I wasn't sure I could actually build a boat (its why I hoped the ship would still be there).

"You can build a boat Mr. Lorentino?" I can't recall when I told Xanthi my name, but for some reason she always referred to me as Mr. It was sweet but maddening since it implied some kind of authority figure and I hate to consider myself an authority on anything.

"I can." I was going to say try but then I remembered all the weapons Xanthi had, and the fact that not all the spiders would be dead and so getting off the island should be a priority of mine. And so I got to making a boat out of parts from the dock and the crashed ship. And it was a fantastic ship that didn't sink shortly after I attempted to launch it... That's called foreshadowing folks!