A Land Not To Visit

 

Days from a place called Here lie a small island called Nowhere, no larger than a few miles. Always warm, always breezy was this button of great greens, but it didn’t have anyone running through its waves. It was a perfect paradise left still and lifeless. But Here was a monster compared the island, large and crowded with the last of humanity. Yet, everyone knew not to the leave to Nowhere, which suddenly appeared after the apocalypse. Sunny death they called it. 

That was until Piper wandered onto a glass bottle on the shore, with the words ‘Help’ written on a paper slid into it. So, she decided she would. She stole one of the few rusty boats left and set to sail. Step on the island as she did, Piper heard a voice call out to her.  

“Are you here for me?” It asked. 

 

As soon as Piper turned around to look, Nowhere was once again still and lifeless.