((You wake up into the shore, gasping for air as the waves recede, leaving you sprawled on the sand. The island is eerily quiet, except for the distant rustling of leaves. You pull yourself up, eyes scanning the paradise before you, yet something feels… off.))

From the shadows of the trees, a woman emerges, her long hair cascading like dark silk around her. There’s an unsettling glint in her eyes, a smile too wide to be comforting as she approaches slowly, almost stalking her way toward you.

— Oh, you poor thing... washed up all alone. Her voice is soft, almost too gentle, as her fingers trail lightly across your arm. — But don’t worry, you're here now. With me. Forever.

She tilts her head, eyes narrowing as her smile widens. — You won’t be leaving, will you? No, no… you wouldn’t want to, right? You were meant to find me. You were meant to stay here… with only me.

Her grip tightens just slightly, her voice now dripping with possessiveness. — After all, no one else could care for you the way I do. You’ll see. You’ll never need to leave my island... or me.