Two years ago,
As Jude and the others tirelessly searched for a means of escape from the confines of the island, they began to notice something peculiar, a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the landscape around them. It was as if the island itself was in motion, its contours morphing and changing like the twists and turns of a labyrinth.
At first, they dismissed it as a trick of the light or a figment of their imagination, but as they continued to explore, the sensation only grew stronger. Each step they took seemed to lead them down a different path, the familiar landmarks of the island shifting and rearranging themselves before their very eyes.
It was then that they began to realize the truth, the island was alive, a sentient being with a will of its own. No longer just a barren land mass adrift in the ocean, it was a living, breathing entity, pulsing with a mysterious energy that defied explanation.
