RuneJammer 24

Through what must be the worst headache you've ever had, more than that from the 'grog' Mad Eyes makes, you remember an old man's pleading voice "Not Anchor Isle! No, no, we dare not set foot there!" He continues to rant vaguely about the end of days.
Whack! The captain of The Fairweather, the self titled 'King Charles' slaps the old man across the chops with his gloves - "You useless old fool! You've been singing the same song for years, and it tires me.
Besides, we're not going."
"But son, don't do this! I ...I ...beg of you." whimpers the old man.
"My good fellows.." continues the captain, "..come back to us with the riches I've been told are hidden somewhere on the island, and I'll set you free with as much silver as you can carry!"

The soft lapping of waves on a shore can be heard as you and your crew-mates regain consciousness in a ship's boat, there's a 'thunk' of wood upon wood as the prow hits a makeshift jetty. Followed by a terrible wave of dread, that you feel to your core.