As Lucy and her companions reached the West coast, their hearts sank at the sight that greeted them. The ship that had brought them to the island lay in ruins upon the beach, its once proud hull shattered and broken into pieces. The wreckage served as a grim reminder of the catastrophic events that had led them to this desolate shore, leaving them stranded and isolated in a hostile and unforgiving wilderness.
But the devastation of the ship was not the only obstacle that stood in their path. To their dismay, they discovered that the edge of the coast was a dead end, with a sheer cliff face rising up to meet the imposing bulk of the mountain that loomed over them. The mountain effectively blocked their way into the other side of the island, its rocky slopes descending into the ocean below.
