Stuck in an Island with Twelve Beautiful Women

Jude, wake up…"

Rose was trying to wake him up. He was sleeping like a baby. He opened his eyes and then closed it. As Rose gently shook Jude, urging him to awaken from his slumber, she watched with growing concern as he remained in a state of deep sleep, his features relaxed and peaceful as if he were lost in a world of dreams.

With each attempt to rouse him, Rose grew more determined, her efforts fueled by a sense of urgency as she pleaded for Jude to come to his senses. Yet, despite her best efforts, he seemed unwilling to stir from his restful repose, his slumber unyielding to her persistent shaking.

But just as Rose began to fear that Jude would never awaken, a flicker of movement caught her eye. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Jude's eyelids fluttered open, revealing drowsy eyes that blinked blearily in the dim light.

Relief flooded through Rose as Jude turned towards her, his gaze unfocused and dazed as he struggled to orient himself. With a gentle smile, she reached out to him, offering reassurance and comfort in the wake of his disorientation.

And as Jude slowly emerged from the depths of his slumber, Rose breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for his return to consciousness and the promise of his presence in the challenging days ahead.

As Jude cleared the sleep from his eyes and surveyed his surroundings, he couldn't shake the sense of urgency that lingered in the air. The serious expression on Rose's face only served to heighten his concern, prompting him to search for clues as to what had transpired in his absence.

Sitting up, he turned to face Rose, his brow furrowing in apprehension as he met her serious gaze. The weight of her stare spoke volumes, conveying a sense of urgency that left Jude's heart pounding with anticipation.

"What's wrong?"

he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of apprehension as he awaited her response. In that moment, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily upon him, his instincts urging him to brace himself for whatever news Rose had to share.

She seemed stressed and she said,

"It's Amelia, she's gone."

As Rose delivered the news of Amelia's disappearance, Jude's initial shock quickly gave way to a sinking feeling of dread. The gravity of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks, his mind struggling to comprehend the possibility of losing a member of their group.

With a sense of disbelief, he questioned Rose, seeking clarification on the direness of the situation. But her tearful confirmation only served to confirm his worst fears, leaving him reeling with a sense of helplessness. He asked,

"What do you mean she's gone? I know she's gone to find the other side of the island. So what's so special about it?"

Rose said,

"No this is for real, she's really gone."

Rose started crying. That time Zoey came inside and said,

"Jude, you should come down."

As Zoey's voice broke through the haze of Jude's thoughts, he reluctantly tore himself away from Rose's side and made his way down from the treehouse. Joining the others gathered below, he could sense the tension in the air, the weight of their collective worry palpable as they grappled with the uncertainty of Amelia's fate.

Desperation etched lines of concern on Jude's face as he addressed the group, his voice laced with a mixture of fear and determination.

"What's going on? What are you guys saying? What happened to Amelia?"

he demanded, his eyes scanning the faces of his friends for any sign of reassurance.

In that moment, as the reality of their predicament settled upon him, Jude knew that they faced a race against time to find their missing companion before it was too late. And with every passing second, the urgency of their mission only intensified, driving them forward in their quest for answers and the hope of Amelia's safe return.

Layla said,

"Amelia went to find the other side of the island, as you know it. Do you remember she used to burn something to give us a signal to say that she reached that point and she's safe, she used to do it everyday. Yesterday and the day before, we didn't see it. It could only mean that she's either not safe or she might…"

Layla stopped saying. She didn't want to completely say it. They were ready to face the reality that they lost their eighth member. As Layla's words trailed off, a heavy silence descended upon the group, each member grappling with the weight of their unspoken fears. The reality of Amelia's disappearance loomed large, casting a shadow of uncertainty over their once-optimistic outlook.

But as the gravity of the situation settled upon them, Jude's frustration boiled over, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. The thought of leaving Amelia behind, lost and alone in the unforgiving wilderness, fueled a fiery determination within him to take action.

Driven by a sense of urgency and a fierce loyalty to his friend, Jude refused to accept defeat. With a steely resolve, he made his intentions clear to the group, his voice tinged with determination as he declared his intention to mount a rescue mission.

"We can't just leave her out there,"

he insisted, his words ringing with conviction.

"We have to find her, no matter what it takes."

Susan came forward and said,

"Are you out of your mind? From the beginning we told her not to go out there. How many times you yourself tried to stop her. Going up to the mountain is dangerous. There is a safe line and we can stay safely here. She went on ahead on her own.

Going to the volcano to try to save someone who might have already died is like jumping into the whirlpool in front of us. Make no mistakes Jude, she brings this upon herself."

Jude smiled and said,

"We are one big family, everyone makes decisions which end up in problems but we have to stand with them. That's what family means. Just because she chose this it doesn't mean the fact she did it solely for herself. She did it for everyone, she did it for us. If we don't go after her then who will...?"