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[indent]It was an island. A humid, hot, tropical island, complete with seagulls, coconut trees, and a bright, blue ocean to boot. The group had washed up on the sandy beach. They were wearing what they’d fallen in (or in one person’s case, jumped) with, except they were completely dry.

It wasn’t a very [i]large[/i] island. One could almost make out the opposite shore through the trees. In fact, it looked almost as if one of those cartoon deserted islands had been placed right in the real world. There was no sign of the cold, grey English shore.

Something was definitely up with the ocean, though. Every time you looked at it, you could feel the start of a headache coming on. And if you were to swim at it for an extended period of time, well… You felt, in your soul, that it would be a [i]very[/i] bad idea.

Sofia screamed and dropped to her knees, then promptly fainted.[/indent]