“Um, there’s been a mistake,” he said to Scrum. “I’m not supposed to be here.”Scrum cackled. “Many a man’s woken up at sea, no idea what, wherefore, or why, no memory of the night before whence he signed up and drunk away his bonus money.”“No, you see, I am CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow,” he said. “The original.”“Scrum,” the sailor answered. “The pleasure’s all mine. Keep moving.”Scrum forced the mop back into Jack’s hand and pushed him to the center of the deck. The officers on the Revenge were the most heartless he’d ever encountered. They glared at Scrum and Jack, sending instant shivers down their spines. The two of them couldn’t afford to be caught on deck not working.