I ran helplessly for hours searching for a change in scene but there was nothing but the mystical blue waves and jungle darkness. For the first time they had actually done it. She knew the island well but then again she was not to sure if this was Scolt head or Dead man's cove she had been marooned on. She finally admitted defeat... They weren't coming back. Suddenly she felt alone, very very alone.

Wearily trudging back through the dense forest Eli noticed that this could not be Scolt head because the beautiful, rolling, white cliffs wern't here. She worked out it could not be Dead man's cove either because the abandoned light house with it's amazingly high walls and crows crowding it. Both of these she had spent wondrous hours exploring while waiting for her crew to return. Accept this time they were not coming back. Eli changed direction, she did not want to see sea anymore. Ever again. It was the thing that had lost her her freedom. However it was her freedom. It was her life. "Can I help you?" A quiet voice asked. Eli span around...