The Island, Episode 6 (Sudden Death)steemCreated with Sketch.

in theisland •  7 years ago 

The island is a rhyming adventure, where YOU choose what happens next! Simply read the episode, and then post what you think should come next as a comment. The comment that gets the most votes will become part of the story. Catch up on previous episodes by visiting #TheIsland

All suggestions will be put into a random number generator. One will be chosen as fatal. More suggestions mean more chances of survival.

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Previously
The sea witch rises from the sand...
"Release me" is your one demand.

Episode 5
Her grip falls loose. She moves away.
But as she moves, you hear her say:
"Beware, the circle in the tree"
And then she's gone - it seems you're free.

Was it a dream, brought on by thirst?
Or is this island really cursed?
The chest has floated really far...

Write your final line suggestion in the comments, and then vote for your favourite suggestion. You might want to check back in for new suggestions later - especially if you're the first to post! But beware... the story moves on every 24 hours. The comment with most votes will decide where the story goes next.

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Dry land should be your guiding star

Looks like you win this one! Next episode arriving in the next 15 minutes - and luckily, your suggestion didn't come up fatal!

And so you head back to the shore.

Somebody please come up with something better... I wracked my brain for an hour and that's all I could come up with. Dirty pool making us rhyme the word "far"...

At least it wasn't "orange"

Ha-ha I thought I had a bad one so I left it for a while to ponder but it looks like I wasn't alone in getting flummoxed ^^

You make your way towards a floating bar

The random number generator picked this suggestion as the DEATH option. Another close call...

But tempts you like a cookie jar!

Your limbs feel heavy as if coated in tar.