Charles suddenly woke up to the sound of his heart pounding. His back shot up, forcing him to sit up. He realised that his surrounding wasn't water, but it wasn't land either. It looked like a log cabin but it was swaying and rocking. It was a boat. And he seemed to be in a very important room because the interior was rich and wooden, with gold interior. A mound of gold was at the desk that say at the far end of the room. Stolen gold. They were pirates. Charles looked at his bed that he was in. It was comfy and it seemed to be in a large bed with lots of embroidered cushions and thick blankets. It had initials at the top of the curtains, it was pre owned by someone of high class or royalty. But most importantly, his find were gon. He didn't have his golden tail anymore. He had legs. This happens when he has been on land for more than a week. How did he get there? How long did he sleep? He was going to panic and run out but he heard heavy steps leading to the door. Then it opened. The man could see him. His face. Charles' smooth light brown skin, dark brown eyes, long curly hair, and young complexion met the face of the man.