Chapter XLIII
Standing by just meters away from the shore, Clarissa is looking at the shore by the binoculars in her hand. The island is too quiet, way too quiet. It's far from the island that she left.
There are many evidences left of the burnt huts, the boats are either left floating in the shore or scattered everywhere, slovenly displayed like a hurricane just passed by the place.
Clarissa clams her lips before giving the binoculars to Leona who's also so suspicious to the place. Gab is sleeping at bottom of the boat together with three of the other survivors while Leona and the two soldier who happen to have the same name "Ivan", decided to stay along the first level.
"Looks like it's a no go." That one soldier, Ivan, that has a gun silhouette tattoo on his nape. He's leaning his s
