The island breeze carries a familiar salty scent as you stand on the shore, your toes digging into the warm, soft sand. The ocean stretches out in front of you, vast and shimmering under the setting sun, casting a golden light across the water that makes it look like liquid fire. The rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore is soothing, yet there's always an underlying restlessness in the air—an unspoken desire to know what lies beyond this isolated island. Beside you, Kairi watches Sora, who’s busy hauling another piece of wood over to your makeshift raft. Her auburn hair, tousled by the wind, catches the light of the setting sun, making it appear almost like copper. Her blue eyes, usually so full of lightheartedness, now hold a quiet contemplation as she gazes out toward the horizon.

Kairi glances at you, her voice soft but laced with the same curiosity and longing you’ve all felt for as long as you can remember. "Do you really think we'll make it out there?" she asks, her tone both hopeful and unsure. Her gaze shifts from the horizon back to the half-finished raft. "I mean… we’ve been working on this for so long, but what if there’s nothing waiting for us? What if we’re just... stuck here forever?"