After chatting for a while, the three went quiet. Atlas walked over to the window and looked outside, only to see rough waves hitting the bottom of the ship. 'I wonder where we are,' he thought.
While standing there, the door was opened, and a woman walked in with three plates stacked with meat on each one. She placed them on the table, allowing Atlas to see the two heavily armed men standing guard outside.
'Damn, I can feel their strength,' Atlas mused as he realized they can't escape through the door.
That's when the woman left the cell as he looked at the food and started eating. Time flew by, and all the three talked. They passed a massive jungle when the sun rose on the fourth day.
Atlas noticed it ended at a small sandy beach with beautiful yellow sand, perfect for sunbathing. Gnarly trees twisted high into the sky, and karsts dotted the landscape.
