Excerpt: Sincerely, Lost

Upon reaching the island Aiba was greeted by a tall, half-naked man painted in purple and orange holding a bow and arrow in one hand with the dead carcass of a bunny rabbit grasped in his other. Aiba tried very hard not to cry and run the other way, but he didn’t want to offend the man so he did the only thing he could think of – he walked right up to him and held out his hand.

“I’m Aiba,” he introduced himself proudly. “What’s your name?”

“Faopao yzet maigo tenimuu!” the man shouted loudly, bashing the hand holding the carcass against his chest. Blood splattered on to Aiba’s face and he let out a short squeal, hurrying to wipe it off. “Dainy yo ri yhe jekarra. Qinybag!”

The man grabbed Aiba by the arm and pulled him up the beach toward the thick wood. Aiba laughed nervously, following him. “Okay!” He said, eyes never leaving the dead rabbit. He tripped on a tree root because of it.