If I was stranded on an island, it might be a good thing. But first, we need some background information. My family and I went on a cruise to Alaska for the second time. Only this time, some friends went with us to enjoy the state. But, we never got there. We shipwrecked and everyone drowned except for our party, because we payed a little extra money for premium life jackets. We ended up drifting to an island on a couple of wooden doors. On this island was an old hermit with a pretty cool living set up. It reminded me of the movie Swiss Family Robinson, only this time it was a snow environment. This hermit was dying and he was a nice old man. He made a deal with us. We got his island if we took care of him until he died. Long story short, we got the winter island. We found a satellite phone and I called some contacts of mine back in the lower 48. I found out that this island has never been discovered before. We ordered necessary supplies to be air dropped to our island. We decided to stay because we had fallen in love with the island, until we found out it was a soon to be active volcano. Our island was the cap of it and the rest of the volcano was buried in the murky water.
One of our members has a degree in chemical and mechanical engineering. He found new elements on our island that had...strange characteristics. He explained what its properties were and how it could sustain energy from no source and it defies the laws of physics. He combined this element with a titanium alloy and made a pod that would protect us from the volcano and its effects. We all got in this pod, above ground, and waited until our island erupted. We were launched and the sense of being weightless soon engulfed us. Then we skidded across water. We opened our capsule. No land to be seen. Oh look! Another island!
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