Ivy stood on the coastline of an island, looking with his eyes wide open trying to wrap his heart and mind around current events. Still in a state of shock, just standing there, not feeling a thing. With a broken spirit of a child, he finally speaks out loud: "How exactly should twelve year boy survive a shipwreck and stay alive on a deserted island?" for the first time after his "arrival". He asked and felt like questions were just dumped into a big, black void, just a bunch of space having zero reaction to his existence. Being in a state of fear is never easy, jet Ivy never before felt it so true and honest. As he becomes one with IT, with the F word, and he did not like it at all. He was always the brave and clever one in the barracks game he used to play with his crew. But they are there, and I'm here. "Better yet, I'm left all alone. By myself, left and forgotten by the world."- heard Ivy himself talking out loud that day again. The day he survived the shipwreck. After finely reaching the shore fear and doubt overwhelmed him for who knows how much time, he could not move. Just sitting on the coast. Observing the big rock and the broken ship parts, trying to remember what happened. but he couldn't. Wondered about the parents and hoping they would come. Not to mention The Questions hunting him like hungry beasts having zero mercy on his soul. No one wise enough to advise no one like mother to kiss him or hug him or even a bit of comfort. Fear running through his veins so badly that tears had no other option than wash the little face. His heart was filled with deep sorrow and unimaginable loss every time his look was thrown in direction of wreckage. Feeling hungry and exhausted from crying, Ivy fell asleep while the sun was just set to rise again, downloading a new day.