Board Thread:Off-Topic/@comment-24108228-20150404090346/@comment-19737107-20150424215007

 Alex woke up. Around him on the beach were pieces of driftwood and of his old boat. He had survived, but at what cost? All his tools, including a steel spear he had found many years ago, had washed into the vastness of The Great Sea. There was still hope though, as Alex spotted the waterproof case he kept his Rutter in. Maybe he could work out how to get somewhere better than where he was currently.

 In the distance, Alex could see Mainland, but he knew going back would not end well, so instead he checked his map of the Isles. The two central Isles, Flax and Bento, looked as a good place to start to rebuild anything that could be called a ship, though getting to them without one would be difficult. First, though, Alex made a net to catch some fish as he was starting to get hungry. The waters were clear and Alex cold see shoals of fish swimming through the waters. He cast out his net and then pulled it back in when he saw some fish had got trapped.  Three salmon. That should last a while. Alex had just started to look for flints to start a fire with, but as he did so, he could feel the scar on his left arm started to feel as if it were burning, throbbing with the beat of his heart. He ran into the water to cool it, but it burned hotter. Sensing he was on the verge of blacking out, Alex ran to the shore. Just as his were about to close, the world went grey, and Alex could see a Brown light where mainland was. Alex looked around and saw 3 more light sources; A green one, a blue one and a red one. 'The four nodes, I guess they can't hide from me forever,' Alex thought. Then he collapsed.