The flames were licking his flesh as they tried to engulf him in their warm glow of death. as he stumbled out of the carnage his features could be seen clearer. He was wearing a torn red tank top, ripped jeans, and black boots. his hair was short blonde.
He looked around hoping to find something and over by a felled tree was a book. In that book he wrote about the days he stood on the Island. His name.... Duke Retork
