After about a few hours of laying the in warm sand to rest, process what the fuck just happened, and to dry off, the twelve forced themselves to get up and make sure that everyone else was okay, save a few minor scrapes and bruises. They all gathered in a circle to discuss what the actual hell they would do now.
They were unable to determine the size of the island very thick, green jungle that covered majority of the island. The sand that they were standing on seemed to stretch on for miles too. Pieces of The Golden Apple had washed ashore and were scattered onto the beach, seen floating out near the island, and even wedged between huge rocks that stuck out of the sea. The jungle did seem a little threatening, but at least it looked like they could find food. Just from where they were standing, the group could tell that no human has ever been on the island. Thankfully, the storm had passed, leaving only a faint breeze that rustled the leaves of the palm trees.
Whilst they were talking, a very strange and unexpected voice echoed across the island. The group's conversation halted, everyone glancing at one another to see who decided to be an ominous piece of shit. Now was not the time to be funny. But then the voice repeated itself, making it clear that no one in the group was messing with the rest. What made this out of nowhere sentence even more peculiar was that it was mentioning the name of someone in their group. Lust, who's name was being repeated, was a little, no extremely confused.
"I dare Lust to try to make a fire."
After listening to the mysterious voice repeat themselves for a few more seconds, Lust hesitantly asked,"You guys are hearing that too right? I didn't hit my head weird or something?"
The group shook their heads, all confirming that the voice wasn't Lust hallucinating.
"Okay," He said,"I guess that's good advice, especially since we're stuck here. Should I try to make a fire? It might be night soon anyways." He glanced at the only two smart people in their friend group, Geno and Nightmare, to see what they would advise.
Geno, who really couldn't care less about anyone's safety, crossed his arms and shrugged,"I don't trust the voice. I also don't trust your fire-making abilities. I also don't care."
Nightmare, on the other hand, genuinely cared about his friends(if it were his brother, he wouldn't care much though). "Ignore Geno," He said,"Even though I also don't trust this voice very much, following it's instructions is probably the best option at the moment, right?"
Lust nodded slowly,"Okay. So I'm going to make a fire? No promises it'll go too well." He was about to walk away from the group to find wood to use for the fire, but another voice different from the one before spoke up.
"I dare Blue to climb some trees to look for some food."
Blue turned his head to look at the towering palm trees and other sorts of trees hidden in the green wilderness behind the group. "There might be some fruit in the trees! I'm up for a challenge!"
Cross, who was standing next to Blue, gently touched Blue's arm,"Didn't you once break your wrist trying to climb a tree?" He sounded really nervous as he glanced at the jungle.
Blue tilted his head and grinned at Cross,"You worry too much! I'll be fine! I just didn't have good footing on that tree, I'll be more careful!" Cross nodded slowly but didn't say anything else.
"I dare Nightmare to stab some animals."
Another voice rang out. Nightmare blinked,"Why do I get the violent task? I don't want to stab anything."
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Island Madness (A Sanscest Ask/Dare Book)
FanfictionA Sanscest ask and dare book. After a storm causes a boat to crash on an island in the middle of nowhere, twelve friends are stuck with no way of getting off. With the guidance and curiosity of mysterious voices (the readers themselves), they must...