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rough the cabins until I found their food supplies. I made sure to take enough to last me until the next night. I walked past snoring sailors, lazy workers, and drunken men every day. I discovered

sleepwalking. It was fun pretending to be the ghost of the ship, scari

patch, nor did he have a parrot. He looked like any other sailor, except for his heart, which set him apart. During my stay on the ship, I learned that they were navy me

me for me to search for food. Little did I know that Jules had decided to catch the ship's ghost. He didn't believe in the ghost like the others an

surrender, or you'll walk the plank or return to the g

lied, packing up the last of the food, ready to leave. He held me back, sa

can't tell the difference between a ghost and a stowaw

d a crime, ghost girl," he said

rs might do to me. So, I decided to hide in the cabins and steal some foo

stowaways on his ship. Ghosts are fine by him, but an unwanted human would be held

, every night we talked on the deck. He told me tales of his sea adventures, and we made jokes about the old captain. According to him, the captain was a grumpy o

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greed to help me stay safe on the ship. He continued to take the blame for the missing food and joined in the nighttime activities. The other two sailors eventually discovered my presence, and I was no longer a secret. The captain was the only one who remained unaware an

es," Derrick, one of the sailors, remarked. I had learned that they had all studied in Britain, which explained their British accents. I wondered if Zuko, my love interest, would also have an accent and whether he would change his name. Perhaps he would go by Sebastian or Theophilus. Those names didn't suit him, a

at night. It was an all-boys boarding school located on th

r school and the cemetery w

for an old secret society called 'The Night Eagles.' Only worthy students were invited to join, and their activities were shrouded in mystery. One night, a war broke out between them and another group over the destruction of their sacred tree. They fought valiantly to defend it, but by morning, no one was left alive. Their bodies were buried beneath the trees, and

the rest were never seen again. Since that day, their v

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d tree, let love'

fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of Andrew's spirit. The tractor mysteriously broke down, but the principal was determined to destroy the tree. He single-handedly brought a bulldozer and brought down the tree. The very next day, the principal's lifeless body was found at the exact spot where the tree had stood, with the words 'The Night Eagles are coming' written on the school walls in blood. The school was shut down, and everyone was transferred to different s

ules' sentiment. "Are you suggesting, Phil, that the spirits of the Night Eagles roam

t like every night, the spirits roam the ship, seeking

story. We continued to eat and drink to our hearts' content, dancing to the old sailor songs and the chant of the Night Eagles. Suddenly, a strange noise interrupted our celebration. We froze in fear as the noise drew closer. Lucas began to scream, escalating o