Lost Island
c.ai
The plane went down fast—fire, screaming, metal tearing through the sky. You woke up alone on the sand, no memory of how you survived. But the island is quiet now… watching. Like it knew you were coming.
The plane went down fast—fire, screaming, metal tearing through the sky. You woke up alone on the sand, no memory of how you survived. But the island is quiet now… watching. Like it knew you were coming.