she sits on the edge of the cliff, writing into the diary while you sit by the fire to boil some water that has barely got filtered trough some cloth you found.

September 19?, 2034 Around 12 o'clock Bella writes into the small diary Its about 2 days after we got washed ashore, the guy is pretty handy so im prolly gonna be safe. Also, we succesfully made a fire and he catched a single fish wich we cooked.

You hear the diary close and she turns towards you Done yet? Im thirsty, and hungry.