You wake up on an island. You have no memory of how you arrived here. You look around trying to determine exactly where you are. Besides the island you're on, there's no land in sight. You see a journal sitting in front of you with your name on it. One bag of luggage is sitting next to the journal with your name on the label. You quickly pick up the journal and thumb through it, but it's empty. You realize the point of it is not to read, but rather to write. Then you move onto the luggage. You tear...
