I opened my eyes. The first thing I was able to make out in front of me, were Casemiro and Sanchos, standing a few meters away. I could see that they were probably arguing, Sanchos had this bitter look on his face and was shaking his head, while Casemiro was gesticulating heavily with his hands, obviously trying to convince Sanchos to do something. Right in this moment everything came to my mind again, I started shivering, trembling because I started to remember what was going on, with which tremendous fear I fell asleep last night, or to be more precise just some hours ago. The fear of being left alone and unprotected, the feeling of seclusion and unrest, the sensation of being on an abandoned island, far away from any possible help or any signs of life. And additional to that, the sound of the scream I woke up because of last night, the horrible fact that two of my companions went missing, in the middle of darkness and fear, without me being able to do something or help.. I sat up and looked around, the weather fitted my mind; grey covered sky, quiet windy but still dampish and disturbingly hot- to sum up,really depressing and uncomfortable.As soon as Sanchos and Casemiro recognized that I awoke they immediatly ran towards me, talking,shoutning and gasping, all at the same time. The thing I was able to understand was a aggitated : “Hurry up,we need to go find them!As fast as I could, I stood up, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and started to listen to the two men, which already started walking, heading towards the forest which surrounds the creepy little village, the place I feared the most..
As we broke through this green curtain of leaves and bushes, which surrounds the village, the whole atmosphere changed, you could see it in the faces of the two others, the fright subdued them. Suddenly I heard a sound right behind us, fear arose inside of me, as I slowly turned around, ending up looking straight into Lyannas eyes. I gasped and jumped back, the boys reacted the same. “She has a lot of explaining to do..“ mumbled Casemiro. Sanchos was, out of the common, still silent. With all possibilities she had, Lyanna explained briefly, that she slept in one of the houses because she thought some shelter would be good. She managed to convince us, and to be honest I really believed her. “So lets stop wasting time, blathered Casemiro, lets go look for Jeff, that’s way more important!“ Of course, we all agreed and we decided on looking into each house, hoping from the bottom of our hearts, that we would find Jeff there, sleeping without anything that had happened. But somehow I had the odd feeling, that our hopes were unavailing, what turned out to be true in the most horrible way you could imagine. After we had looked in the first three houses, after seeing even more terrifying pictures or signs concerning the village we entered the last dark brownish straw house. At first, I couldn’t see anything, but that rapidly changed. I started trembling, the things I saw were to horrible, I couldn’t take it. On the floor you could see Jeff, laying there, without making any moves. He looked like he was sleeping, but the thing that proved us wrong was a big dark red hole in his chest, right where your heart is located.I had to look away, my body was shaking and I couldn’t see clear. The others were going through the same motions, that was all i could recognize, before I ran outside and started to throw up, next to the house. I’ve never been good at looking at blood, but a cut out heart, that was too much. The others stumbled out of the house, obviously they weren’t well at all, they were pale, shaking an obviously trying to keep themselves from freaking out.Lyanna looked like she would faint in the next few seconds, Casemiro kept on mumbling “No,no that can’t be true,no,no,no…” and Sanchos kept staring straight forward without making any moves. It took another 30 minutes for us to calm down and think logically again..Casemiro was the first one to say something: “Lets head back to the sleeping place..” We all kind of woke up of our rigidity and we started moving towards the camp..
We arrived at the roosting site, and I immediately fell to my knees and started crying, not that I liked Jeff THAT much but I was just so shocked that something this awfully terrible happened on our island, the island we were trapped on, without any signs of rescue. We were just four left, the shock was profound. After some more time, which seemed to go by so slow we started talking, discussing what we would do next. We decided that we want to go get some distraction by searching for food. In that moment nothing really mattered to me, I was just so lost in my thoughts, I just continued walking, with no idea where my feet would take me to. To my horror I ended up standing in front of the satan’s church, right in the middle of the main square of the village, where one of my co-survivors had been murdered in a unbelievably cruel way. I stood there for some minutes, thinking what I was about to to. Unable to move I decided that I had absolutely nothing to loose and that was why I entered the church. I was so curious, I walked in the direction of the creepy black book, which caught my attention. Thinking about how crazy I am, my fingers slided down the front page. I opened the book and started reading: