I dared not open my eyes, for what I would see would be evil. An unrelenting, unwavering wave crashing against me, tearing me a part, and leaving me busted on the sand. But I felt nothing. Because darkness is empty, as it always is, like a cocoon; where nothing touches nothing, but slithers around like a snake in sand.
I was suffocating. Drowning under the weight of a ton of water. I tried to swim and claw my way out. But I was fighting a demon, and I was losing.
It was a nightmare, and nothing more.
But there are outsiders on my island. I heard Bijou growling. I heard Bijou barking. There is darkness. Bijou wasn't chasing birds on the beach; she was chasing something bigger than a bird.
I thought I saw a boat on shore, but it was too far to catch; I opened my mouth to scream, "Help!" but I stopped. I didn't know what it was and I was scared, Grann. It wasn't human. It was evil. I would swear it!
How can I be rescued if I must hide every time a boat lands? I wish you were here, Grann.
I haven't seen Bijou since I woke; it all seemed real. I think I've lost time. Not sure when I woke. I'm having trouble walking. My inners are on fire. I can feel it in my bones. I'll try to make it back to Marvella; I think somehow, I got hurt during the night.