The Phantom Ship part one

Please read “The Tale of the Haunted Caverns” before reading the following story.


“Hey guys,” said eleven year old Kasen, “come check this out.”

“You’re reading a newspaper?” asked ten year old Kathrine.

“No, this is a picnic blanket,” replied Kasen.

“What did I say about the sarcasm?” asked twelve year old Andrew.

“Hey, we’re not being chased by an undead miner, so I thought that rule didn’t apply anymore,” Kasen said back.  “Just look at this.”

Steve Johnson sighted an almost transparent wooden ship named the ‘H.M.S. Incognito’.  This ‘ghost ship’ was discovered just off the coast of The Wedge in Newport.  ‘It was like a dream.  No.  A nightmare,’  says the yacht owner’s wife, Sarah Johnson.”

“That sounds really creepy,” said six year old Emma.

“Whoa, look at that,” said Andrew, pointing at the next paragraph.

“Mrs. Johnson said that she had found barnacles in the bathroom when she had just mopped the floors of the boat.  Mr. Johnson also noted that the helm turned the boat magically towards the ‘ghost ship’ and upon impact, the ‘H.M.S. Incognito’ dispersed, as if it were made of air.”

“Hey, it says here that the family saw a British flag on the stern representing the Royal Navy,” Kasen noticed.

“You know what,” Andrew commented, “I think I saw a new Naval History Museum listing every Navy ship ever registered.”

“I saw that too,” replied Katherine. “It’s about a five minute walk from here.”

“It’ll be shorter by bike,” Emma added.

“True,” replied Kasen. “Very true.”

The next day, the foursome went down to the museum and found different-and also very rare-artifacts.  They explored things like word maps, Spanish swords, and old European coins.  After looking around a bit, they found the section where ship registrations were.  The kids looked through U.S. registrations and found ships like the Battleship Texas and the U.S.S. Iowa.  Then, they found the British registrations and noticed the H.M.S. Bulldog, the ship responsible for cracking the Nazi’s code called ‘Enigma’, and the H.M.S. Dreadnought which has a guitar named after it.

“These ships are too late in history,” Kasen complained.

“Let’s just look around a bit,” Katherine said. “We’ll find it.”

Finally, they came upon a list of registered Royal Navy ships that was from the Fifteenth through sixteenth century and it was in very good condition.  They did not find the Incognito!

“Where is it?!” Kasen asked himself frustratedly.

“Kasen, have you ever heard the story of Black Beard?” Andrew asked.

“Yeah, what about it?” Kasen replied.

“Remember how when he would attack ships, he would raise a British flag?”



“OH! I get it! The Incognito is a pirate ship!”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, so we know that, now what?”


“Hey, you know how to sail, right?” asked Katherine.

“Yes,” Kasen replied, “you don’t mean-”

“Yep, that’s exactly what I mean.”

“Aw crud.”


“You know I wouldn’t be allowed to take any of the boats, right?”

“Then we’ll-”


“Common, we can do this!”

“So, you want to steal a boat?”

“Look, no one  knows what this boat is capable of.”

“All the more reason not to go”

“Are you sayin’ you’re a chicken?”

“No, I’m saying I don’t want to die tomorrow!”



“Pikock! Pikock! Pikock!”

“Ugh.  Fine!”




“So, tomorrow?”


“Let’s do this.”

The next night, the group went down to Newport to swipe a boat from the harbor.  When they walked down, someone saw them down there.  Conveniently, there was a boat already rigged and ready to sail.

“That one!  Over there!” Andrew yelled.

“Common!  Let’s go!” Kasen said back.

The foursome hopped into the boat and went off.  As the man on the harbor  watched, the boat got smaller and smaller.  Then, the kids noticed he jumped into the water in pursuit after them!

“Whoa, guys look.  He jumped in!” Emma said in astonishment.

“What a nut,” Andrew said back.

“I’d say he’s off his rocker!” Kasen added.

Soon enough, the man had turned back and the kids were on their way to the H.M.S. Incognito.

In about an hour, they were out of the harbor and a few dozen yards from the beach, where the boat had been sighted.  They saw no signs of the boat.  A moment later, Katherine found a peace of wood that said:

-.M.S. Incogn-

“Hey, look at that,” Katherine noticed.

“What is it?” Andrew asked.

“A peace of wood.”

“It’s got writing on it.”

“Ms. Incogn?”

“No!  It’s a peace of wood from the ship.  It probably used to say, ‘H.M.S. Incognito’.”

Just then, a fog began to stretch across the water and the bow of a huge ship came into view.  It had a broken piece of wood that said:

H                        ito

“Who’s Hito?” Katherine questioned.

“Oh, wow” Andrew sighed.

Kasen lined up the board with the broken piece on the ship and H.M.S. INCOGNITO became visible.  They floated around to the back and noticed the ship was built as a Royal Navy battleship.  After coming around to the stern, they saw a dark, shadowy figure in the window.  It then disappeared.

“What are you doing?!” Katherine whispered.

“I’m sketching the ship” Kasen answered.

Kasen put his sketching journal in a Zip-Lock bag and swung the boat close to the vessel.  At that moment, waves started coming out from underneath the ship.  SPLASH!  The boat capsized!  As he came out from underneath the sail, he noticed things were missing. 

“Is everyone okay?” Kasen asked. “Where is everyone?  Hey, where’s the harbor?”

As he turn around, his boat was gone!

“And the boat?  Ugh, just my luck.  The one boat that didn’t disappear is the creepy haunted one.”

Looking up, Kasen noticed a ladder hanging down from the deck.  While he did have a bad feeling about it, he knew it was the only way to save his friends’ lives.  And his own!


The Tale of the Haunted Caverns

WARNING: This story may give you nightmares.

There once was a group of four friends.  Kasen was eleven years old, Kathrine was ten, Andrew was twelve, and Emma was six.  One day, they went on a walk down by a small cliff about twenty feet high.  When they got to it, they noticed a faint hole in the cliff with signs of broken rails leading into it.

Little did they know, it was haunted by an undead miner named Ol’ Diggy.  Ironically, his given name was Diggy.  When he was a young boy, he learned how to whistle, and was fascinated with it ever since.  One day when he was mining, he was distracted by a group of kids trespassing.  He tried to chase them out, but he tripped and fell off of some scaffolding and died! BUM! BUM! BUUUUUUUMMMM!!!  Ever since, he has been longing for revenge on kids.

But anyway, back to the four friends.  As they entered the tunnel, they heard a loud thud.

“What was that?” Kasen whispered.

“I don’t know.  It could be an explosion,” replied Andrew.

“I think we should go back,” said Kathrine.

“Good idea,” Emma agreed.

When they turned around the cave had collapsed!  They felt a breeze rushing through the tunnels and knew that was the only way out.  As they were walking towards the other exit, they heard a whistle, and it wasn’t from the tunnels!

“Did you hear that?” asked Andrew.

“Yeah,” replied Emma.

“Maybe it has just the wind through the tunnels,” said Kathrine.

“Yeah, and it was the wind that blew up our way out, too,” said Kasen in sarcasm.

As they looked down through the dusty mine shaft, they came upon a dark, shadowy figure with red, glowing, fiery eyes, and a blinding beam coming from his hard hat.

At that instant, rocks came crashing down from the ceiling.  When the dust cleared up, he was gone.  All he had left behind was a letter that said:

I am coming for you.

~Ol’ Diggy~

“Well that’s not creepy at all,” Andrew commented.

“Yeah, it was,” Emma replied.

“He was being sarcastic.  Don’t you guys know what sarcasm is?” asked Kasen.

“No, I absolutely believe that the wind can blow up a tunnel.  OF COURSE I KNOW WHAT SARCASM IS!  You think I-”

Just then, Kathrine was cut off by the sound of rocks cracking.

“RUN!” yelled Emma.

As they ran, (because Emma said they should) they eventually came upon an open area that had been used as a sort of mining headquarters.  With mine shafts leading away in all directions, Andrew located where the wind was coming out and directed the group that way.

“Come guys, this way” said Andrew,  gesturing the rest of the kids that way.

“Come on, Emma,” said Kathrine, “Emma?”

“Ugh,” Kasen said in frustration.

“LOOK!” Kathrine yelled.

“What is it?” Andrew asked eagerly.

“Footprints,” she replied.

“They’re too big to be Emma’s,” Kasen noted.

“THEY’RE OL’ DIGGY’S FOOTPRINTS!” Kathrine gasped.

“Surprise, surprise, it’s Emma getting into all the messes,” Andrew said tiredly. “WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO BE SO COMPLICATED!?”

As they walked, they noticed that the torches were still lit.

“That’s funny,” said Kathrine, “after all these years, the torches are still burning.”

“Hello, have you not been with us these past five minutes?” Kasen said, again, in sarcasm.

“Now’s not the time to be a wiseguy, wiseguy,” Andrew snapped.

“Fine, fine,” replied Kasen.”I’ll stop.”

“Thank you,” Andrew said back.


The three remaining kids all heard a grunt come from the tunnel.  Then, they heard someone say;

“Who the heck are you? Bruce Lee?”

Then, they heard a voice identical to Emma’s say;

“Uh….. My name’s Jeff.”

“Is Emma beating up Ol’ Diggy?” Kathrine asked in astonishment.

“Sounds like it,” Kasen replied.

“Is Emma really that strong?  Or is an undead miner dude that weak?” Andrew asked.

Once they entered the room that Emma was being held up in, they saw her run past them.  Just before they started running, they saw Ol’ Diggy lying on the floor, almost unconscious.

“Run!” Emma yelled, “We don’t have much time!”

Just before they entered the ‘mining headquarters’, they found Ol’ Diggy staring at them with those red, fiery, demon-like eyes.

“I see your friend Jeff is quite the kicker,” Diggy snared.

“Her name is Emma,” Kathrine corrected.

“Hey,” Emma snapped “I had an alias!”

“Sorry,” Kathrine replied.

“You are never leaving this cave again,” Ol’ Diggy interrupted.

“Think again!” Andrew snapped.

Just then, with his mind, Ol’ Diggy lifted rocks out of the ground, and hurled them straight at the foursome.

“DUCK!” Kasen yelled.

“Where?” Emma asked.


“Oh, AH!!!” Emma exclaimed as she hunkered down still looking for the duck.

Several rocks smashed against the wall behind them as they darted for the exit.  When they looked back, he was gone!  Then, when they turned back to escape the tunnels, there he was with a burning pickax.

“Okay, where did he get that?” Kasen asked himself.

“I still have my secrets,” Diggy replied.

“Uh…Does anyone else have any surprising and also very lethal weapons that they may be hiding?  Because now would be a good time to exploit them,” Kasen asked.

“Sarcasm,” Andrew reminded.

“I wasn’t joking,” Kasen replied.

“You guys think you’re all that because you’re young!  Kids are what caused me to be stuck down here for eternity!  Now, you will pay!” Ol’ Diggy snapped.

Right after that, he sunk into the ground and became one with the rocks. The kids ran for the exit.  When they got out, the ground rose up, and started floating after them.  Right then, Andrew noticed a small pond.

“Look!”  Andrew yelled.

“What?” asked Kathrine.

“The lake!  What do you bet it would sink the rocks?”  replied Andrew.

“It’s worth a shot!” Kasen yelled.

The four leaped into the lake and the flying rocks after them.  They were pushed to land by a massive wave from the sinking rocks.  Ol’ Diggy, who was once trapped inside of a mine, was now stuck submerged in the lake for all of eternity.  Or at least until the lake dries up…

“Well, sinking and breaking stuff is all rocks are good for, I guess,” said Emma.

“I’ll bet I can speak for all when I say I am NEVER going into a cave again,” Kathrine vowed.

The End