Why are they on my island?
All these people, what are they doing here?
A plane… why is there a plane?
Don't they know that terrible things happen here?
Just stay out of the jungle!
I have been on this island for so long. I stopped counting the days a long time ago.
We were so many, but they have all been killed one by one, and I am the only one left.
At first I thought they went out and got killed on purpose. But now I know, they couldn't take it anymore, they had to get away. Far away from this island and dying was the only way to escape.
I am soon going to do the same, I can't stand being here anymore. I wish so deeply, that someone would come and find me.
I don't know what it looks like, maybe it's big, and maybe it's small. I don't know, so I can't tell you. If you ever visit my little island, you can go look for your self. Maybe if you are lucky you'll survive.
Someone help me!
I have to run all the time.
It will not stop chasing me, until I am dead.
I can´t run anymore, I have to relax.
I can't tell you anymore now. It is coming……