"This can't be good. I'm fat enough as it is" you say. You pull up your pants, which were starting to sag a bit. You are incredibly self conscious of your body, and you don't want people staring at what you consider to be your very fat ass (truth be told, you are a bit chubby, but nothing that noticeable)
You walk away from the others and head to what looks like an abandoned village on the other side of a patch of trees. It reminds you of the movie King Kong at first. The stone wall is cracked and whatever door was there has now been destroyed. The huts look cute, and you explore the one nearest to you.
Inside you see a stone carved out of the wall, which is meant to be a bed, and several things for that a native islander would make this a very comfy home.
You sit on the edge of the bed looking around, finally relaxing for the first time since your arrival and the announcement of what was to come. She sits there, taking in the cool breeze that is flowing through the hut when she notices
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