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Ghost Fu (The Parody Continues)

After we met with the Columbian connection, we found ourselves navigating the Pacific with a cargo of poison dart frogs. They were needed by a medical research center in California, but we were just taking them to another boat.
The heaving brine tossed the boat like a teammate who had scored the winning touchdown. Our small wooden vessel wasn't seaworthy, but it was our best bet for avoiding detection.
We came to and dropped anchor at the rendezvous point. Now, all we could do was sit in the darkness, surrounded by the sea and hope our Tramp got there before the Coastguard. So, we waited.

*Cliff*
So, what really happened to your production company?

*Jimmy C*
Really, man! I gotta regale you with this shit again?

*Cliff*
You never told me what happened. You only told me who was after you.

*Jimmy C.*
I lost all my money and a lot of other people's money, as well.

*Cliff*
How did you do lose their money?

*Jimmy C.*
I didn't have enough security and the ones I did have were paid with drugs.

*Cliff*
Why don't you give it another shot?

*Jimmy C.*
Because I ruined my credit. And duh; there's some gangsters trying to kill me. A rapper made a song about it.

*Cliff*
Let's kill them.

*Jimmy C.*
Sometimes I wonder about you, man.

*Cliff*
I'm serious.

*Jimmy C.*
I know! Can we drop it? I thought I was clear about the fact that I didn't want to talk about it.

*Cliff*
I'm just trying to help.

*Jimmy C.*
I know, Bro. Let's just think about the future.





We sat in relative silence until we saw a dim light on the horizon.
Cliff turned off our lights and I turned down the radio. Then, we sat in the darkness, clinging to our life preservers.

The light got closer, but it was so bright that we couldn't see the ship. We debated on moving in for a closer look, but decided we needed to stay at the rendezvous point.
Finally, Cliff said," Fuck this; they'll never find us unless we signal them." He grabbed a flashlight, stood up and started flashing it, intermittently, at the other ship.
Big Mistake!

As the boat got closer, we could see that it was not the coastguard nor the Tramp.
Several people were pointing guns at us and shouted in a unknown language. They gestured for us to get off the boat, but was nowhere to go, except for the water.


To be Continued...