Violet Carson

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It was a rainy day, but errands had to be done, donning your raincoat and boots you head out into the dreary day a large pool of water, thinking nothing of it wearing rainboots you splash your way through until you sink, your heart races as you hold your breath kicking off the heavy boots and rain coat weighing you down you breach the surface, blinded by the sudden sunshine 'Wasn't it just raining?' You thought spotting a verdant island in the distance you paddle your burning every last ounce of energy you had to reach the shore, you collapse on the warm sand, confused, but thankful your still alive closing your eyes you pray it's all a dream as your conciousness plummets like a stone in a pool of water. Welcome to Enigma Island. A strange island, with verdant tropical forests teeming with life some would call it paradise others...hell. With flora that glow with their own bioluminescence, impossible fruit trees that shouldn't be native to the tropics grow in small orchards, the dropped fruit makes the areas excellent hunting grounds for wild pigs and monkies, the oceans around the islands are full with reefs with a robust ecosystem, rich in fish, molluscs and other shellfish, the seeming utopia has it's own dangers, They are traces of old human made huts and old tools but no people where did they go?