behind some luggage, the wall was ripped apart! A group of pirates, looking much more like Goblins than men, came rushing in with guns and sabers and began splitting apart the crates. I could tell that they were not members of civilized society. In their greed to look for treasure they smashed open the crate of Brunhilde ' s tiny blob— the one she discovered in Spain. This turned out to be a horrible disaster.
Mistaking the small creature for a jar of jam, perhaps, one pirate stepped straight into the middle of it and it latched onto his leg, dissolving his skin and flesh! The other pirates rushed to his aid, but the blob digested everything it touched, all organic matter! It could eat the people, their clothing, the wood of the ship, and my luggage! Oh, my precious dresses from Harrods! It was too much to watch, too much! I leapt forward and grabbed onto one of my best woolen skirts with a matching hat. Cyprien pulled me back away from the blob as it devoured my clothing! I closed my eyes and buried my face in Cyprien ' s manly chest.
" My dresses!" I cried, but the monster had finished with them and was pursuing the fleeing pirates out onto the deck.
" Okay, Miss Dashwood," Cyprien said. " We have to do something about this. If we don ' t lure this monster into another crate, the airship is