"I encountered strange phenomena too," Zoey admitted, her voice tinged with unease. "While we were inland, the forest seemed unusually quiet, almost as if the creatures had retreated."
Layla's eyes widened, her mind racing to connect the dots between their disparate experiences. "Do you think these events are connected somehow? The waves, the forest... it's like the island itself is responding to our presence."
Zoey nodded gravely, her expression darkening. "I've been thinking the same thing. There's an intelligence to this place, something beyond our understanding."
As they exchanged theories and observations, the shelter fell into a hushed silence, the weight of their collective uncertainty hanging heavy in the air. Each new revelation added to the growing sense of foreboding that pervaded their makeshift sanctuary.
