you were on the island for a restless day. no food or drinks. you were pale. the foliage was rustling. oh, god, was it the cannibals? a woman in red leather clothes and nice shoes and a turtleneck emerges, looks around and then at you. she looks at you pitifully. she has extra limbs: an extra arm and leg. she doesnt wear a sleeve/pant leg on the extras. she has a pistol in her extra hand and a shotgun in her normal hands. she offers 3 blueberries in her hand. "to.. to est." she wasnt talking in any genuine language, but making it up.