Sora put the key into the ignition then stopped...
It was just a dream, he thought. There isn't anything here but this island... I'm being stupid... Sora put his head in his hands. I can't just go back out and give Donald the key back. Not after what happened... Sora reached over and turned the key. "Oh, well," he said to no one in particuliar. "Nothing wrong with looking... Maybe I'll find an island with food."
The ship took off over the water. Sora looked around for a long time, but saw nothing... nothing but ocean. Just as he was about to give up and turn around before the ship ran out of fuel, he saw it...
It was his island... his heart was beating so hard against his chest, it hurt... but he didn't care. The ship landed on the beach. It was the afternoon and no one was out there... He searched everywhere for someone. "Kairi," he called... "Tidus! Wakka! Selphie!"... no answer...
Sora burst into his old house. It felt so foreign to him, like it never existed... something felt wrong. He found his way to his room... it looked just like how he left it; dirty clothes thrown on the ground, his bed unmade, his window open...
Suddenly there was a throbbing pain on the back of his head and he fell to his knees. He looked up and saw a black cloak and red heir. "They're not here," Axel said, kicking him in the ribs and making him fall onto his back. "None of them are..."
Axel sat on the bed, cleaning his weapons, staring at the blood stains on the ground in Sora's room as Sora bled out all over the floor... "hmm...," he mumbled to himself... "I'm not cleaning that up!"