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Intro. The isolated island The flight was supposed to be simple. A short trip organized by the company. Ploy was playing on his cell phone. Emma complained about boredom. Lena watched the clouds through the window. Mew was by her side—as always. The sky began to change. First a slight turbulence. Then another stronger one. The plane shook in a strange way. The lights flickered. The pilot tried to stabilize… but something was wrong. The impact came too quickly. Water. Sound. Screams. And then silence. When Mew opened her eyes, the salty taste burned her throat. The plane was already sinking. She only thought of one thing: —Lena. She pulled Lena by the arm, swimming hard as the wreckage disappeared beneath the sea. Ploy and Emma managed to get out too, coughing, scared. The pilot... didn't make it. The ocean seemed endless. Just blue. Nothing more. But in the distance… land. A small, green, isolated strip. They swam together. Tired. In silence. The fear was too great to turn into words. The island was completely

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