The tale of Nick

Book 1: a long way home

Chapter 1

Nick felt the warm sand under his feet, and the smell of vegetation filled his nostrils. He had no memory of who he was, only his name… He had spent only a few minutes awake on this island, yet he already felt sick of it. That’s besides the dinosaurs that inhabit the island.

“So… what now? There’s dinosaurs, prehistoric birds and sea creatures,” Nick said, looking out at a large shark as it swallowed a oversized bird that was floating gently on the surface of the water. “Not to name the idiotic dodos!” Nick shouted, scaring away an approaching dodo. Nick’s mind was overflowing with thoughts. He stood up, went over to a tree… and started punching the sh*t out of it.

“Goddam this stupid island!” Nick shouted out, as his knuckles bleed and his blood spat on the tree more and more with every punch. He ripped of the wood and thatch, hardening his grip around it, wrapping the thatch around the wood. He grabbed a sharp rock, put it on the thatch wrapped wood, as a blue shine engulfed his hands. The light dissipated, and in Nick’s hands, was a stone pick.

-Surviver