Prologue
It was sunset when the boy walked into the water. When he walked in with no intention of getting back out or even trying to swim.
The sun had just set when the man teleported away, trying to keep out of danger. Where he teleported to, he didn’t know.
The full moon had just risen when the lady went to sleep, expecting to wake up as normal in her bed the next day.
It was midnight when they got hit on the head by a falling branch. They fell to the floor, the branch disappearing just like it had appeared.
It was still dark when the small boat hit The Island. The island which was not on the map. The island which had not been there before that moment.
