Anthony wakes up, with his face on the sand. Suddenly he hears a voice in his head.

“You wake up on a desert island. You have no idea how you got here. The last thing you remember is a sharp pain in your head.”

The next thing he might notice is the sound of waves crashing nearby.

…

He opens his eyes.

"Your clothes are wet and tattered. Next to you there is a pirate trunk. On the other side of the pirate trunk there is the skeleton of a pirate. There is nothing else on the island."

Calling this place an island is rather generous, it's about a patch of sand just wide enough that Anthony can lay down without getting an extremity wet. The place has exactly three coconut trees.

He moves to sit up, squinting a little at the light, and looks down at his clothes.

"… Hah."

His clothes are neither wet nor tattered, just covered with sand from laying down in a beach.

"You look in the distance. There is a distant island that should provide a much better shelter than this one. But the journey through these shark-infested waters should prove dangerous and risky."

The "distant island" is actually at an easy swimming distance and the water doesn't even look that deep. There is however a shark fin poking out of the waves and when Anthony looks at it he hear something similar to the Jaws' theme in his head.

"… Hah?"

The Jaws theme offers no answers.

He gets up and looks around.

Looks around a bit more, slightly panicky.

There is no other island in sight. After some time looking around, the voice-in-his-head speaks again. "Maybe you should look inside the pirate's chest."

He pokes the chest, quickly.

The pirate chest glows briefly and opens... it looks awfully big on the inside, it's actually a bit disorienting. There are several things floating in there.

"What a wonderful treasure!" chirps the head-voice.

The 'treasure' is composed of: a dozen silver coins; a silver circlet with a pair of lighting bolts above where the eyes would be if someone were to wear then; a folded tent that really shouldn't fit in this chest; a mason jar containing something hard to identify; an iron lantern; and a bottle with a rolled up piece of paper inside.

The bottle is glowing with golden light.

Anthony steps back, and when nothing explodes… walks around the chest to get a better look at the stuff inside.

"… Could somebody tell me this is a prank."

The voice in his head declines to give him a reply.

"– Please?"

"Maybe you should look inside the pirate's chest." The head-voice repeats in the exact intonation as before.

"That is really creepy and can you not."

Once again his reply is silence.

He sighs and moves closer to the pirate's chest.

Seeing the bottle, he decides to pick it up.

"Inside the bottle there is a message, that describes the deceased pirate's tale."

And the voice changes. Before it was oddly devoid of character, but now it's gruffy and accented.

"Curse Jones! He left me stranded on this island, no way to escape without my treasure! He wouldn't even help me carry it through the water! He just used the shark bait to distracted the dangerous tuneshark and bailed on me! Curse Jones a thousand times! Now I am too weak to swim even without my treasure and I am going to die on this cursed island."

Anthony didn't even open the bottle, just picked it up. Also, the chest just shrank to a tenth, of its original size.

"If somebody drugged me I will in fact be calling the police."

Inside the chest (which is still open) the glass jar glows much in the same way the bottle was.

He picks up the glass jar.

Once he removes the shrunken jar from the shrunk chest, it returns to normal size.

"Old Gradma Traditional Shark Bait: The best shark bait in the seven seas! Feed this to a shark and he won't be able to chew on anything else, not even your legs! Guarantee or your money back! Just add water! (Or rather, add it to the water.)"

 "For the record if I am still drugged and someone is pranking me I will punch them too." Pause. "And I refuse to feel embarrassed for now acting as though this is real."

Are there more glowing things. He is going to put down the bottle and jar and poke one of them if there are.

No more glowing bits.