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Robbed he was! Grave robbed to be more true to the word. It all happened last - when the moon was full and a crisp autumn wind nipped at the cheeks of Trick-or-Treaters. Revelers and merrymakers they were. Out for a night of gathering bits o’ sweets - Turkish delights, confections, sugary treats - and to visit the castle grounds for some scares and curiosity seeking and to test their mettle. Then it happened. A sneak-thief, a hooligan, a veritable ghoul disturbing the rest of ol’ Cap’n Artemis Flint! The audacity. The gall! To have dug him up outa’ the cool ground of the castle cemetery when no one’s a lookin’ and to take thing the he held dearest in his life! Shame - shame and woe heaped down upon us all. Misery, to be sure, will be in full supply this Halloween for visitors to Castle Nottingham. Don’t be surprised to see the stray trick-or-treater roastin’ on a spit! Like a hurricane from Hades he’s a comin’ back he is. And don’t be expecting no quarter or mercy jus’ a cause ye’ve got on yer pretty little princess outfit or Superman cape when ye come a lookin’ for chocolates and trinkets this year. Oh, no - not unless ye’ve come, and yer the one he’s looking for, to bring IT back to him. To place IT back in his boney moldering hand so he can affix it to his talisman and return to the dark rest he so deserves. So this year the castle’s a goin’ away and in it’s place a dark brigantine, that’s a pirate ship to ye an’ me, with dreary sails docked at a cove, a watery cave where pirates lie and hide and count their stolen booty. The Black Dragon she's called. That's wot'll be a greetin’ castle visitors this year. An’ Bloody Cap’n Flint will have all manner of dark denizens - ol’ faithfull crewmates, some of which'll be lookin’ better’n others, all aroused from their sleeps with worms in the ground or sharks in Davey Jones’ locker. He’s brought ’em back with him I tells ya by the waning powers left in the talisman he wears around his neck and they’ll be a helpin’ to look for IT. So brings IT back if’n ye got IT cause only ye will know what IT is! An’ if’n ye don’t then may mercy come down upon ye that ye may escape . . .
"Click here landlubbers if'n ye be not afeared."
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