The Forgotten Island

by David Sodergren

We end our lives as helpless as when we begin them,

Just sitting in the warmth reading a book all day, perhaps with a loyal dog snuggled at her feet. And a cocktail; definitely a cocktail.

Ana had already checked the route on her phone and saved it to the offline maps and taken a screenshot just in case.

‘Guys…if I was to eat myself…would I disappear…or become twice as big?’

Hope. Ha! Hope was just an acceptable lie people told themselves to get through the day.

‘Man is not alone in the universe. There’s more out there than we can possibly know. More than we would ever want to know. I guess some secrets are best left buried.’