Way B. Choice 1-b.

I can’t hurt her again… I just can’t... I have to do anything I can for her. I will save her life even at cost of mine.

I know what I have to do. I know…

I quickly run into the jungle, looking for food and firewood. During an hour, I collected good piece of firewood, several coconuts and some fruits. Good enough.

I store all I found in the corner of the shelter. After a short part of thoughts, I add there my water bottle. Sophie need it, and I have another one.

Wait, there is her bow somewhere around. Oh, there it is. Right near Soph. Good.

Next, I go to the seashore. I have to catch a fish.

I use occasional crab as a bait, and, after a several tries, I managed to spear a big grey fish. Yep, this one is edible. I caught couple of them earlier.

I return to the camp and make a fire. When embers are ready, I gut the fish and spit it. Well, all it need now – half an hour over the embers.

I sit near the fire, cooking a fish. I think savory smell can wake Soph. I have to check her.

I stand up and go into the shelter.

Sophie is in a light sleep. She will wake up every minute. What am I going to do? Am I ready to face her?

Choice 2.0:

a) Leave Sophie.

b) Stay with her.

/you can follow Hiding way and avoid Sophie till the end to get the secret ending/

Choice 2.0-a (Hiding way):

I’m not ready. I can do everything worse. I’m fucking good in making things worse.

I’ll better go.

I hope she will be OK.

I come out the shelter and head into the forest.

/go to the Mark 1 /

Choice 2.0-b:

Honestly, I’m nervous.

But I’ll stay here. Maybe she need my help. I can’t leave her just like this.

I return to the fire and wait until fish will be ready. Or Sophie will wake up.

My mind is filled with thoughts and memories…

…

So much time passed since I saw Sophie…

Since I raped her. Since she killed me…

I understand her. I can’t forgive myself.

I’m so guilty… so guilty… Why everything went that way?

I’ll tell you, why. Because of you! You were a fucking perv! You raped your own cousin! Your kin! And you should deal with it. It is your cross.

I wonder would Sophie listen to me or kill me as soon as she will see me.

I’m not afraid of death. After so many time, I’m tired of all of this. Tired of life. Tired of fighting. Tired of blaming myself. Tired of regrets.

Every day I beg for rescue. I beg for mercy. I beg for freedom.

Death… it will be truly freedom.

I wake from a stupor. Fish is almost burnt! Shit! I quickly remove it on the clean palm leaf. Thanks God, I’m just in time. I lay the leaf on the log.

Wait, I hear something. I freeze, listening. It is Sophie. She is awake.

Sophie: …auuuuuummm… What happened? Where am I?

I don’t say anything – she talks to herself. She doesn’t see me yet. I turn around and look into the ocean.

I hear she comes out the shelter.

Sophie: …Hey… Do you speak English? Where are we? Who are you?

Me: Hello, Soph.

I slowly turn around.

Sophie: WHAT? No! This is impossible! CUZ?

She panicky takes several steps back.

Sophie: No… no… no… It’s just a dream… just a dream…

Me: This is not a dream, Sophie. I’m real and I’m alive. If you want, you can come here and touch me.

I slowly stand up.

Sophie: No! Stay away!

I raise my hands and take a step back.

Me: Don’t be afraid, Soph. I don’t want to make you any harm.

It seems she calms down a bit.

Sophie: How long was I out?

Me: Couple of hours or so.

Sophie: O and you haven’t rape me again yet? I’m impressed with your progress.

Me: Soph… I’m so…

Sophie: Just shut up.

I submissively close my mouth.

Sophie: Shit, I can’t believe it. You are alive. Moreover, I stuck here with you.

Sophie: Fuck…

She looks at me darkly.

Sophie: No way I will sleep close to you even a single night! I’ll find something else.

Me: You don’t have to. I live on another edge of the island. This part is completely yours.

Sophie: Fine! Now…

Sophie: Get out of here! NOW! Or, I swear, I’ll kill you again.

Me: Soph…

Sophie: Get! Out!

I resignedly turn around and go into the jungle.

What did I do wrong? Why Sophie is so sever to me?

Yes, I remember what I’ve done, but…

Choice 2:

a) You really deserve it.

b) Sophie should be nicer to you.

c) Sophie was a piece of shit.

Choice 2-a (-2 Innocence):

Shit. I am dirty piece of human waste. That terrible thing I’ve done is unforgiveable.

I deserve it. I deserve everything.

Sophie is right.

I have to wash away my sin. And I will do my best.

Choice 2-b (-1 Innocence):

Hey, she hadn’t hurt me so deeply, considering I just saved her life.

I know, I’m not saint, but…

I’m trying to wash away my sin, OK?

And I will do my best.

Choice 2-c (+0 Innocence):

She was so rude… I could say I understand her, but… Sophie was a piece of shit.

I am confused. And I have a strange feeling.

I feel I don’t deserve this.

I feel I wasn’t right for blaming myself…