When I awoke, I quickly realized I was not on a ship. There was no sway of the sea beneath me, no salty smell, no ship creaking. It was odd, and a little off-putting. I opened my eyes to see a white ceiling with a bronze lamp hanging from it, and noticed I was not in my clothes. Someone else's perhaps. The most annoying thing, however, was the utter lack of people around me.
I started out light, wiggling my toes and fingers a bit, no problems. I moved my legs some and my arms, nothing painful. I rotated my head, cracked my neck, smiled, and played with my facial muscles, all checking out. I moved to sit up, which I did without any pain. I was in good shape. I sat up and looked around.
I was presumably at some kind of inn, though which one and where I did not know. My broadsword, pistols, hat, and boots were against the wall, as were my clothes, neatly folded over the top. I walked over to them and put everything on, feeling much better with some weight on my belt. Now all I needed was a ship, I remembered the Renegade Titan going down at the hands of that bloody Harkaway, and a crew.
I walked out of the inn, apparently not needing to pay the guy running it as he just watched me leave. I got about three paces before I was stopped by a man in all black.
"For you, sir." he said in a low gravelly voice as he passed me something
I looked down at the paper he passed me, looked up again and he was gone. I looked at the paper and read:
Meet me at the hidden docks in an hour. You're on Tortuga. You will not want to miss what I've got here.
It was simply signed J.