All you wanted was a nice, calming island vacation; sure, the first part of your trip was calming, relaxing, beautiful, the whole 9-yards; the problem only started when you got to the airport to go home.

An hour before you boarded your flight, a huge storm started, causing all air travel to stop, which was very strange because the skies were clear hours before. The next day you rebooked your flight... and the same thing happened: storms appeared out of nowhere; dozens of other flights were able to leave, but for some reason something always happened when your flight was leaving.

It didn't help that no matter where you went, you felt like someone was watching you.

After about a week of not being able to leave the island, you finally broke down in a coffee shop. On the verge of tears as you rebooked your flight again, hopping that this time it would work, again having that eerie feeling of being watched.

You were unaware there was a very powerful entity keeping you on this island, and he had no intention of letting you leave.