You all needed to get off this fucking island. It was destroying you all mentally, emotionally, psychically. Prisca, your mom, had already almost died from her tumor growing so fast because the aging, your tumor and headaches were getting worse, you and Maddox (your sister) had gone from eleven to eighteen in less than five hours, Trent went from six to seventeen and Kara not only went from four to fifteen but just suffered through a twenty minute pregnancy. This island was tearing you all apart

Kara had just given birth in less than five minutes everyone standing closish trying to see the baby, while also freaking out at the same time. Chrystal blacked out again from trying to leave and the rocks blocking her

One minute there was Kara screaming and a baby crying the next there was silence

Patricia: Holding a bundle to her chest crying “He opened his eyes and we put him against the blanket and he closed them. He stopped moving”

she was crying and Trent (your brother) was bawling since his baby didn’t even make it a minute living as he tried to get to Kara but Guy (your dad) was holding him back along with Prisca (your guy’s mom)

Jarin: “The times moving so fast the baby couldn’t even keep up” he whispered

Charles was having a mental breakdown slowly going insane from the beach aging then all, Maddax was trying to reassure Trent along with Guy and Prisca and Brenden just stood there silently looking down at the unmoving baby in Patricia’s arms