"The Three Skeleton Key" by George G. Toudouze starts as three men begin their jobs at a lighthouse. This lighthouse is located on a very small island in French Guiana. While the narrator, Itchoua, and Le Gleo are doing their work, they notice a beautiful Dutch ship headed straight toward them. At first they assume that the ship will see them and turn around, but it is still sailing towards the rocks. As it is approaching, the vessel teases them for a long period of time by moving back and forth about to crash on the rocks. And then finally the ship comes at full speed headed to them and they notice that there is no crew aboard, only killer sea rats. Then the ship crashes. All of the rats crawl ashore and start to climb up the lighthouse. Itchoua and his companions can hear their screams and clearly see their horrifying eyes. Now they do not know what they are going to do. Will they survive? Find out in the next part of the story board.
Only 22 more months to go!
Hey, there's a ship over there!
The Three Skeleton Key is an island in French Guiana with a lighthouse. The narrator tells of his journey as a lighthouse keeper with his fellow companions, Itchoua and Le Gleo. This Island earned its name from a frightening story about three convicts who crashed o the shore and eventually die of hunger and thirst. This story takes place long afterwards, but could result in something worse....
The narrator, Itchoua, and Le Gleo must stay there for 22 months to be paid at the end.
They eventually realized that the ship did not have a crew aboard. The narrator states, “Yes, and a shame to see that beautiful ship wreck her-self. And we’re helpless.” Then they noticed that their were deadly sea rats aboard the ship!
"To them we were fresh meat, after possible weeks of starving. There came a scream, composed of innumerable screams, sharper than the howl of a saw attacking a bar of iron, and in the one motion, every rat leaped to attack the tower!"
"Their teeth grated as they pressed against the glass of the lantern room, where they could plainly see us, though they could not reach us. A few millimeters of glass, luckily very strong, separated our faces from their gleaming, beady eyes, their sharp claws and teeth."
"All the while we could hear the enraged scraping of claws against the stone and glass, while the chorus of cries was so loud that we had to shout to hear one another. From time to time, some of the rats fought among themselves and a dark cluster would detach itself, falling into the sea like a ripe fruit from a tree."