The Lost Skywood Book

Chapter 3. The lost town

As I saw the houses, I clearly remember me screaming and yelling something, while I ran and ran towards the wreckage of a community which it was.

Houses were more like Africa's villages except no barely working electricity, broken water pumps, useless cables, rusted antennas, trash cars. Just a lonely village in the middle of nowhere. The paths connecting the houses were made of dirt and pieces of rocks.

As I walked in, some people came to me and helped me to one of their shacks. They spoke to me with bad or some really old English.

I took a guess and thought this might be one of those old British colony islands. I wasn't sure why it existed in 2021. Maybe this was the Falk Islands or something. I guess those idiots in London yelling:

"Oh Britain so racist, because its a colonizer! Blah blah blah!"

Were right. God I hated those idiots. So did Gergely, that was one of the reasons we went to London. Check out that stab crime issue and economy ourselves. Maybe check out the Big Ben while we there. Well... we got robbed on our first day at the airport by a guy holding some kind of tactical military knife you could buy on Amazon for 10 dollars.

Anyways, the people in the town spoke English well enough for me to understand. I was really feeling ill, due to only drinking about 2 liters of - something - I found in the ship. I think it was some old expired vodka, they kept for very special and boring shifts.

They gave me better-ish food and water. They were the friendliest people I met on the island. Maybe because they were the only people on the entire island.

So they gave me a plot to work at and some broken tools. They Told me to make myself a home, then explain how I got there. I grabbed an axe, cut up some wood and made a shack in a couple hours. I admit that it was worse, than theirs. Then this leader figure told me to follow him.

So I did and he lead me to this storage house thing with a barely good roof. I told them about my story, those faces, they had no idea about anything I said. The leader stared at me and begin to tell the story of "Orchid". Really good name for a town this small.

Apparently their families were going to a place called Jamestown. It clicked in me. These people were here, before the world wars and everything. Their ships got lost in a fog.

Every ship, except one went onto a rock. So they all got on the last remaining ship, until a storm threw that ship on the shores of this island. Wrecking it to pieces. They made a town, Blah blah blah... And lived for hundreds of years... Felt like I was in a time capsule.

Time moves differently on this island in  storms. Amazing in my opinion. This island hold secrets, though these guys could never solve them, they lacked the technology needed to get started.

I got curious about those hidden secrets and agreed to help the town with my modern understanding.  In return they give me every research notes they wrote and found on the island, with some food and water as well.

Never thought one huge mistake on our course to the USA will lead to this land forgotten and never found by radars or satellites.

There was something otherworldly hidden there on that island...

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