Hi... My name is Isla—Isla Ivory Sage—and this... this is my story.
That day had been breathtaking, the kind of day that lingers in your memory like a bad dream. The ocean roared with life, its waves crashing against the shore in a rhythmic dance, while the sun dipped low on the horizon, painting the sky in hues of amber and rose. But as the last rays of light faded and night draped itself over the world, everything changed. The tranquility shattered like glass. Three enormous men emerged from the shadows, their figures looming like specters as they charged toward our house.