"We paddled for a long time in the fog and then we came to this island. Since arriving on the island, Anderson has been in a deep state of self-reproach. He was originally the first mate on the ship, and he was supposed to live and die with Captain Church. He said he felt like a deserter, I knew he wasn't, that he was a brave man, that he had only gotten into the lifeboat to save me and Mrs. Larry, and had been ordered by Captain Church.

Pardick was already injured, and after such a toss, his injuries were even worse. We found a sheltered place on the island and waited for rescue, hoping that someone would come to our rescue when the fog cleared. But at the same time, we are worried, because once the fog clears, we will not be able to hide. Several times I fell asleep and dreamed of being chased by a helicopter.

Then the fog cleared and no helicopters came after us, but no one came to save us. We waited on the island for three days, and the little food and water brought from the lifeboat was quickly exhausted, and Anderson said we had to be prepared to survive on the island for a long time, just like Tom Hanks did in "Desert Island Aftermath."

In our last effort, we lit a large pile of dead branches, burning day and night, hoping that the light of the fire and the black smoke would attract the attention of ships passing by in the distance. But it was probably the stupidest thing we ever did, because we didn't expect the wild people on the island at all, and the firelight would lure them in.

Anderson took two seafarers to the island's jungle in search of food and water, and Mrs. Larry and I stayed behind to look after him as Pardick had mobility issues.

Not long after Anderson and the others left, the wildlings came.

I was picking up dead branches in the nearby woods so that the fire could keep burning. I heard Mrs. Larry yelling, Alice, run! Hide! Don't come out!

Her shouts were so anxious, even a little hysterical, that she had never been able to do it before. She's a serious person, never smiling or yelling. I was so frightened by her cry that I didn't know what was going on, so I hurriedly dropped the branch in my hand, hid in the crevice behind a rock, and looked out over where we were staying.

I saw Pardik being thrown by the fire, his injuries were severe, it must have hurt, I felt the pain in my heart, it hurt me, but what happened next made me realize that hell is real. ”

Alice trembled as she said this, and her eyes showed great fear, as if she had seen an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

Su Huilan put her arm around her shoulders and comforted: "Don't be afraid, Alice, everything will be fine, you have to be strong!" ”

Alice nodded vigorously:

"I know, I know, I have to be strong, as strong as Mrs. Larry! She is the strongest woman in the world and a role model for me! If it weren't for her gaze, I don't think I would have survived, I would have been scared to death by what I saw!

Pardick lay on the ground moaning, and Mrs. Larry was tied up by them, and she was just in sight from my position, and I think she saw me too. I could read her eyes, she was reassuring me, telling me not to panic, telling me to live well.

The savages, spears and bows in hand, searched the woods, and with a few more steps they would find the crevices in the rocks where I was hiding.

Mrs. Larry suddenly screamed, like madness. The wildlings' attention was drawn to her, and the leader went back and slapped her twice. She stopped screaming, and they stopped looking for me.

A wild man stabbed Pardick to death with a spear, and stabbed him in the neck, and I saw him open his mouth as if to say something, but only blood poured out of his mouth.

I was so frightened that I forgot to close my eyes, and looked at his body as if I had lost my soul, from spasming to the last motionless.

They stripped Paldik of his clothes, then tied him to a stick and set him up on a fire. Oh, my God! These savages actually used him as food for their hunt!

They stripped Mrs. Larry naked again. I thought that Madame was going to suffer the same fate as Pardic, but I guessed wrong, they raped Madame and lined up to vent their bestial desires on Madame, like a pack of hyenas sharing an antelope.

This is hell! At that moment, I was convinced!

My heart was filled with despair, and I didn't even have the courage to cry out to God. I forgot to run away, I just wanted to shoot myself in the eye and kill myself headlong so that I wouldn't be spoiled by the beasts.

But I saw Mrs. Larry's eyes.

Even in that case, there was no trace of cowardice and sadness in her eyes. What I saw in her eyes was not despair and fear, but strength!

I remember that Madame said before that when we choose the path of archaeology and science, we choose the truth, and we will always only pursue the truth, experience the truth, and use our knowledge and actions to dig out the truth that has long been hidden by civilization, and see the past and possible future of the real world. In the face of truth, all vanity, happiness, sorrow, anger, fear, and desire are floating clouds, and only by overcoming these can we truly grasp our true selves and the universe.

And she did.

If it hadn't been for the look in her eyes encouraging me, I think I would have died and wouldn't have been able to sustain Anderson and them back.

I looked into Madame's eyes, at the beasts who were abusing her, and I didn't close my eyes, and I knew that this was the real - the real hell!

When Anderson and the others returned, the wildlings were gone, and Pardick was left with a pile of bones, and Mrs. Larry had been captured by the wildlings as trophies.

I was still behind the cracks in the rocks, and Anderson was terrified when he found me, because I was stiff and like a zombie. And because my eyes were too wide open, I shed too many tears, and I became temporarily blind.

Anderson thought I was dead, and he said my eyes were full of blood and I looked horrible. I told them that what was really scary was what my eyes saw. I'd rather be blind from now on than see the same thing happen again.

I told them everything I had seen, and all three men were shocked. Then they had a heated argument. Anderson thinks he should follow in the footsteps of the wild man and get Mrs. Larry back, even though there is little hope that she will still be alive. The other two seamen disagreed, and thought that the right thing to do now was to get out of this hellish place while the savages didn't find the lifeboat we were hiding.

Anderson said that we had weapons in hand, but the seamen didn't think a few pistols could deal with so many wildlings, and we had no idea how big the island was, and that these wildlings were apparently native.

Finally they looked at me like they were pleading, but I didn't have any idea. It's not that I don't want to save Mrs. Larry, and I'm not greedy for life or afraid of death, I'd rather trade my life for Mrs. Larry. But I seemed to see her frighteningly calm look again, and I could read it, and she would never want me to do something meaningless.

I said to them in an almost indifferent tone: get on the boat, let's get out of here.

Anderson looked at me in surprise, but he agreed.

We hurriedly buried Pardick's bones, got into the lifeboat, and left.

I looked at the coastline that was fading away, and I felt like a ghost in a hurry to escape from hell, on its way to reincarnate as a human being. But the other soul remained on the island, tormented forever in the darkness of hell.

Not long after the boat was rowed, Anderson exclaimed.

I turned my head to look and saw a misty mountain shadow on the sea ahead. The shadow of the mountain gradually becomes clear, and the lines of the rolling ridges can be seen. Not just across from us, but in all directions.

The vast sea we used to live in turned into a big lake. ”