Yet another day was about to begin in the very peaceful Volcano Island. Absolutely nothing bad ever happened there… if you just exclude all of the crazy people there, who just love to throw people into a volcano. Oh, and exclude that fact that the volcano had just erupted few days ago, and killed almost third of the whole population in this already very unpopulated island. Yeah, very peaceful! “But how can we make this island even more Island even more peaceful?”, asked one of the still alive islanders islander. “We could kill Sorian, he is too talkative!” “He is already dead.” “Oh.”
As the two were talking, the other islanders were beginning to gather around to their… peaceful… talks, as usual. But one person was missing once again. This time it was… Coppanuva.
They found him soon enough, though. Coppanuva was lying in the ground on his hut, almost as if he had just collapsed for no reason at all. The heart of the poor fellow had simply stopped beating.
(Coppanuva has died!) (Flipity Flop)
And just like that, the population of island was once again one less, than the night before. Who knows how long this could go on, before their days were numbered?