Red Sea Pirates.

Date: 3/24/2020

Sailing. I see big waves. Water is a rusty reddish colour. it is clearish, but the rusty tint makes it feel a little oppressive. Moving fast. Through a big wave crest I spot a pirate ship. White sails. hiding behind the crest of the wave. keeping pace with the wave. it is following us. A tiny anchor on a thin rope is fired at the back of my ship. The rope is attached to a small skiff. Sea now calm. We are sailing throng a large group of stationary floating platforms and boats. It's like an open floating warehouse. I remove the pirate anchor and attach it to a piece of floating cargo. It is like a floating wooden pallate carrying large red airfilled cubes. They are light weight, and hollow. Made from a tightly woven nylon or some other similar fabric. There is something in the middle of them. Can just make out the shadow of something. A tall, wirey, older tanned pirate with a mexican style handle bar moustache is ordered to get in the skiff and get to our ship. It is dusk. He quietly pulls the thin rope, through the floating cargo and arrives at the pallate that we have attached his anchor to. He is confused and worried what he'll tell his captain.