Dear Diary,
I can't believe what happened this week. Me and my mates got a report about ships passing by Eilean Mor with no light - they nearly crashed - but nothing was done about it because I was supposed to set out to sea in a few days. Now my trip was cancelled because of the bad weather, and I started to get anxious because the people at the lighthouse needed me. I knew something was wrong because my lads at the lighthouse always keep the light on. I'm going on the boat tommorow.
Now i'm on the boat, it is only me on here no-one else except from the driver both of us are lost for words. My hands are now shaking in my coat pockets, not just because it was cold but what I will find when I get there. I'm looking around desperatly to find someone, Are they alive? What happened to them?
When I get to the island there is no-one there to greet me everything was a blur. Now i'm shouting their names nothing in reply. In the kitchen there was the worst scene I have ever seen : a half-eaten meal, an upturned chair and a clock not working. I ran up the stairs looked in all the bedrooms there was beds not slept in, when I went up to the top of the lighthouse the mechanisme for the light was working.Thats when I knew something was wrong relly wrong.