They come for you

From Create Your Own Story

Several weeks pass at the penal colony.

One night, as you dig a grave on the beach for a fellow convict who just died of cholera, your gaze catches a black shape on the sea, some distance away from the coast. Could it be... Midnight? No, it can't be... Surely it's nothing but a hallucination. You blink, get back to work, then look up again. No, Midnight is really here, apparently waiting for you. Trembling with excitement, you throw your shovel aside, dive in the sea and swim as fast as you can to your ship.

Your men haul you on board, grinning. They welcome you back at the head of the crew and drink in your honor. You thank them warmly.

Time to sail back to the high seas.