Kyle watched the girl for a bit more, before pulling something out of his pocket. He edged forwards and dropped the note into the sand beside her, before running back and hiding behind the tree. He knew that the note read; My name is Kyle. I am 8 years old, unless it has passed my birthday. My mommy and daddy were hang-gliding with me when they crashed here on this island. I am very shy. If you are reading this it means that Mommy and Daddy are dead and I am all alone.
Cat leaned into him, not letting go of his hand. She was exhausted and wanted to sleep badly.








