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I was relieved as the man sheathed his sword, but I was still slightly worried. When someone wakes up on these islands they have nothing. How he got the sword was slightly worrying as most people could not smith a sword in less then a week without stealing or help, and there were signs of a battle with an arrow lying half buried in the sand when any archer with common sense would reclaim a perfectly good arrow that has only a little sand covering. I then remembered the fact i was still alive and disregarded the thoughts of danger.

"My name is Mikey. What is your name?" I said, remembering that we never actually formally met.

He replied, "Hello Mikey, Jonah is my name."

"Why is that creature following you?" I asked, seeing a brown creature slightly shorter than me standing behind him.

Jonah answered, "I don't know why it is following me, but it is a sort of a pet now since it did save my life."

"Hmmm, Okay. Do you want to check on the alien now and wake it up?" I asked realising he must have faced people raiding the island and remembering the reason I was on the island in the first place.

Jonah considered it and said, "Sure, why not?"

I quickly searched the alien onlhy finding a bag which was very similar to my magic bag, a manual that was somehow in our language, and miniature versions of a bucket and firemaking bow, which led me to believe the alien was not a threat. "Can you understand us? Wake up alien!" I yelled not knowing if it understood, but knowing noise would be the best option to wake it up.