Next, I will share with you a story from this diary, so that you can have a preliminary understanding of this diary, and at the same time, let you realize what this diary is about.

The story goes like this:

Since the story is written in the form of a first-person diary, I will also narrate it in the first person of the diary here:

Time has passed for a long time, and our life at sea seemed a little interesting at first, but as we drifted in this endless sea for longer and longer, we gradually realized that the process was really getting longer and longer, and of course none of us wanted it to be so long, because with it came a kind of loneliness and pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

You may think that this pain can be covered up, but I don't think you have really experienced drifting on this endless ocean, although our boat is powered, but what is the difference between drifting and drifting, we are in the very center of the Pacific Ocean, where we can't find a place to dock, and no one can locate from this sea.

We have been drifting like this for nearly a month at sea, this process is really very long, originally I thought that time could not become so difficult, but there is nothing else in this world that is impossible, only when you are experiencing this kind of pain, will you understand one thing, that is, we human beings are how weak and weak we are after all, it is for this reason that we have no way to have some kind of unrealistic expectations for what will happen in the future.

The only hope we have now is to be able to see a piece of land at some point, even if it is our illusion, at least to give us a little hope or hope for the future.

A few more days have passed, and the dozen or so people on our ship are already on the verge of collapse, and the fresh water and food are almost exhausted, and God knows how we got into this sea, and God knows what madness we have to do to believe the captain's nonsense, to believe that there is a place full of all kinds of gold and silver treasures in this endless sea, and I really have no reason to believe that that place really exists.

To put it bluntly, I tried really hard to get those illusions out of my brain, but I couldn't do it, they were so real, but they were so illusory, what reason should I have to believe these illusions and not trust my own rational judgment.

Of course, unless I have completely lost or am about to lose my mind completely, but who can say these things clearly, even if I am really going to lose my mind, then can you give me a reason to believe that I can be buried in the sea like this, in fact, it is also a gift from God, so that I can become a state like all sea creatures under the blue sky, in the blue ocean, quietly waiting for death to come.

Maybe it's really some kind of gift, but I'm naturally stupid, and I can't feel the happiness that this gift brings me, and if anyone can really feel it, I don't have anything to say, after all, everyone's feelings about what they are experiencing around them are actually different.

Now everything is a little different, I wonder when there will be an island in the distance, just an island, and when I close my eyes and open them again, I can't believe my eyes.

Because I seem to have seen an island, and God knows what kind of feeling I felt in my heart at this time, all I know is that it is really a pretty incredible thing, it is really so incredible, what can I say?

When I saw the land, I excitedly called out to everyone, and they didn't think that my words were such an incredible thing at first, because maybe they had begun to stop believing that there were small islands in this sea like me before, even if it was an isolated island, no one would believe it.

But now, should we really trust our eyes, I think we should trust our own eyes, because it's really a very incredible thing, why don't we trust our own eyes, as long as our eyes can give us enough information, why don't we want to trust our own eyes?

Now I'm willing to pay anything to believe that the island I see is real, and I don't care what anyone else will tell me, I just want to believe that what I see is real.

The night came a little fast, and I even saw the dark clouds churning in the sky, like the sea churning, which I had never seen before, and the oppression that those clouds could bring to me made me feel incredible, and I realized something, was the appearance of this dark cloud really another test that God had given us?

"We must go up to the island before the storm comes!"

I yelled, but no one really paid attention to me, because everyone was thinking the same thing, and I didn't need to say it at all, but I was so excited, I felt that their thoughts were a little out of touch with their actions, and I thought they should react a little faster so that they could save us from this damn sea.

I didn't have the patience to wait for these stupid guys to continue like this, so I rushed straight into the cab to fight for the right to drive.

And the people around me seemed to ignore me, they all looked at me quietly, like they were looking at one, I don't know what they saw me at this time, anyway, I didn't feel like a monster, I was just doing what I was supposed to do, and I was doing what they were supposed to do, why did I just help them do what they were supposed to do, and then they should be blamed?

No, it's obviously unfair, I'm not going to give up trying because of this unfairness, I'm going to keep trying, I'm going to take control of my own destiny instead of simply putting my fate in the hands of these stupid guys, but what should I do?

Then I remembered that maybe I wasn't that good at piloting ships, but now I was no longer under the control of reason, and I was driving the ship forward as hard as I could.

Since they are so slow to react, then it is up to the faster ones to decide everyone's fate, and I must make sure that the boat sails smoothly to the island.

Finally, when I woke up from my coma, I found that I was no longer on the ship, the clouds were still rolling in the sky, and the ship seemed to be stranded on the beach not far away, but it didn't matter anymore.

Because the most important thing is that I'm on the island now, a month, a whole month, I'm on land again, and what could be more important in the world than that?

Anyway, I don't think there's anything else I can do now, I don't know where the rest of the ship went, maybe they'd already been on the island, and these guys actually left me behind and went on their own.

Then I don't need to care about them anymore, they are so selfish and slow to react, don't they understand that I actually saved them, if it weren't for me, they would have been buried in the belly of the fish by this time, they are ungrateful guys, yes, they are all such people, I saw it when I first boarded this ship.

Darkness slowly descended on the world, but so what, something miraculous happened, the dark clouds rolling in the sky gradually dissipated, I knew that God was helping me, it was God's reward for my bravery, it showed that I did the right thing, and it was indeed me who saved the others on the ship.

Now I need to do my own redemption, I should be able to find my own salvation, thank God, God should be with me.

I walked along the beach, I didn't find anyone, I didn't find anything, I seemed to think something was wrong, but I didn't know what the problem was, and finally I seemed to see the light with torches, and I didn't have a torch, so I could see them, but they didn't necessarily see me.

I first hid in the shadows, watching them secretly, and finally I realized that they were the people of the ship, and we had lived on the ship together for a month, but we were still so strange to each other that I couldn't even recognize them in the first place.

What does this mean, does this mean that these Yankees are indeed quite stupid, or that my motherland, the British Empire, is more powerful and the people are more gentlemanly, yes, these Yankees are selfish and stupid, they have always been!

I should probably regret this expedition, if I had known that I would end up in this field, it would have been a big mistake to kill me and let me go to sea with these stupid Yankees, but maybe I shouldn't have to worry about it, because there is no doubt that God has always been with me, and as long as God is always on my side, I don't have to worry about anything, do I?

Darkness slowly came, not only the sky outside, but also my heart at this time, which was actually a little surprising to be honest.

I walked over to the men with torches, they didn't seem to recognize me yet, and I didn't know what they were thinking when the light of the flames shone on my pale face, but one thing I did know was that there seemed to be something wrong with these guys.

There was an expression on their faces that I thought was incredible, and I couldn't easily tell what they meant.

"What are you doing here?" I asked them this, but they didn't answer me, and they didn't even turn their faces to me, which was a bit unexpected to me, but I seemed to be able to tell something wrong with their strange behavior.

They may not be the people on the ship I knew before, there is such a voice in my heart that is secretly saying these words to me, I really don't know what to say after hearing these words, should I believe my inner voice? Where did this voice come from, was it really something that I had to say to myself in my own heart?

Now I find that I can't believe that not only everything around me, but even my own senses seem to be deceiving me in some way, are they really good for me?

I never thought it would be like this one day, and of course by the time I boarded that damn ship, the day would have been preordained.

I wasn't willing to be defeated by some kind of fear in my own heart, so I went to get their faces over, and I found a big problem, that is, the expressions on the faces of these guys were very dull, as if their souls had been absorbed by some very terrible power, and now they had become some kind of walking corpse-like existence, which made me realize that there might be some kind of dangerous monster on this island that I didn't know about.

And this monster has a terrible power that can confuse our vision, or change our minds, or put us in a rather strange state, and once we enter this state, the next problem that may arise is that we lose ourselves completely.

I didn't want to be like them, looking glazed-eyed, behaving strangely, walking very stiffly, and even though they had torches in their hands, I realized that these torches might be a little too wrong for them.

I still can't tell what level this is based on, I just know that I have to stay away from them now, their eyes are starting to get foggy, or their eyes are starting to get scary, and this kind of horror is a little bit more than I expected, I was trying to bring them into the real world.

But soon I wasn't sure if I was in the real world, and when I pinched the flesh on my arm with my hand, I realized that I didn't feel any pain.

Am I really in a dream? Or maybe I'm really in a world that isn't real at all, which is a terrible thing, but I can't really make sense of it anymore, I have to put myself in a state where I can understand everything.

I couldn't face the situation anymore, so I started running, running as hard as I could, I didn't really know what I could do other than running, but did it really matter, even if I didn't know what I had to do, the island seemed to have enough space for me to run as hard as I could, and I needed to keep running until I couldn't run anymore.

However, the strange thing is that I can actually feel tired, which proves that I am not in a dream or hallucination, but why I didn't feel pain before, and now in order to confirm it again, I pinched my arm with my hand again, and this time I felt that my arm was really very painful.

It seems that this is not a dream, if it is really not a dream, then where am I now, everything around me is so dark, I have fallen into a state of a little madness, the people I know on the ship are gone, I am not surprised at all, because they have already seemed a little wrong when they were on the ship, and there must have been some more mysterious and terrible force doing something to them after coming here, As a result, they have no way to make the right judgment.

This is indeed very scary, because if this kind of thing continues, then I am afraid that the person who will be turned into that will become me, I really don't want that to happen, if there is a way to change all this, I am willing to pay all the costs to change all this, as long as it can get me out of the current predicament.

But sometimes this kind of thing is not necessarily all bad things, why do you say that, I feel that the current predicament makes my energy more concentrated, I will not think about some things that I have and don't have, this is at least a good start, of course I have to admit this, I have to try to keep myself on the right path.

Now I walked towards the center of the island, for there was a strange light, and I did not know what it was, for it did not look like an ordinary fire, but something else which I should describe it, a strange light, and if I could understand the source of it, perhaps I would be able to understand what kind of place I am in.

It seems that this island is not a gift from God, but a test of God, and his old man is testing the strength of my faith, but what should I do?