he reaches for me and i shrink back but my feet sink in the sand and my hands are tied behind me and i ca n't move and i ca n't get away and i keep foundering in the sand and i keep trying and the harder i try the more i 'm sucked down and he reaches out and his hand goes around my arm and he draws me to him and i smell his foul breath on me and it smells of the grave and he puts the noose around my neck and it 's rough and hairy and it scrapes at my neck and then it tightens and i 'm standing on the keg again and it is unsteady and rocks beneath me and lefievre looks up at me and his head becomes the head we had nailed to the bowsprit and the eye sockets are empty and black where the birds picked them out and the lips rot away and fall off and the teeth gleam in a hideous grin and then he kicks away the keg and once again i feel the rope come up hard against my neck and my own weight pulls me down against my neck and i hang there and i ca n't breathe dear god help me i ca n't breathe i choke i choke i choke and ... and then amy 's face comes swimmin ' out of the darkness in front of me and she 's got me by the shoulders and is sayin ' , `` jacky , please wake up it is just a dream , '' and sense comes back to me in a rush .