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Samora Tinwell has lived on the island her entire life. Her family has lived on the island for generations. Local lore says the island was created through Tinwell blood and that's why the sands are red. Unfortunately for Samora, she is about to find out the truth.

"It'll all be fine," she told me, "perfectly fine. They'll take care of me." "I don't think it's a good idea, Eve..." "I have to go, I could help save a lot of people, Sammy girl." She cooed, even though I was only 3.5 minutes younger than her. "Take me with you, we'll help people together!" I pleaded. "No, you have to stay and be safe with mom, she'll take care of you. Hide when they come, go to mom's room. They'll bring you if they see you, you can't get hurt like I will, please just stay." After that I watched her leave. And the next day, when mom had left to find food, I found her dead on the barren ground just outside. That's when I started hating you.