The following morning, Phoebe was woken up by her brother Liam who was attempting to stand on his bad leg. Phoebe’s head was still ringing, and she knew that she would have to be the one to steer the ship (because of Liam’s injury.) As Phoebe arose from the ground of the slippery floorboarded ship, she decided to make herself a cup of camomile tea to ease her pain before she began to navigate the ship. After Phoebe’s cup of tea she stood up to drive the ship until she noticed that the ship had managed to guide itself to what appeared to be an abandoned island.  

Liam stared round at the deserted land. In front of him, stood a forest of mysteries that was filled with fear and despair. Liam noticed there were strangler figs at the bottom of every oak tree, as the trunks slowly began to die. Liam looked to one side horrified, a few minutes passed by until he spotted a dying fox; as it’s eyes slowly began to turn black there was a single chance of life before it was too late. 

 As Liam began slowly limping of the ship, he could smell the drifting smoke from a dying fire. Entranced, he followed the scent. Suddenly, Liam stopped as the gritty sand from the edge of the island began quickly dashing to the salty sea water like a wounded gazelle running from its prey. Confused, Liam called for his sister Phoebe, who was still on the ship sitting at the edge watching the view whilst still drinking her camomile tea. 

As Phoebe stood up, she noticed a small figure in the distance that kept getting larger the closer it got, it smelled like death and every cruel person’s future. The figure sounded like a little voice floating around the back of your head telling you everything you’re doing wrong. Agitated, they began walking into the forest as calmly as possible. In a cold sweat, Phoebe noticed that the deeper they went into the woods the faster and closer the figure got until, Liam saw something…