I am Chen Xing, a captain who once thought he was dead. My voyage diary stops on January 22, 2027 - that was the last day I commanded the "Nigel". The whirlpool in the South Pacific swallowed up the entire cruise ship like a hell mouth, and 2,600 people sank into the abyss, but I was chosen by some evil to be the only "survivor."
During the five months of amnesia, I was like a ghost trapped in a glass cage. Those erased memories always turn into nightmares at midnight: scarlet eyes peering deep into the whirlpool, a broken hull sinking in despair, a girl's voice calling my name in the darkness... Until the invitation to "Return to Dream Island" arrives, dragging me into this eternal nightmare cycle.
Here, every day is a repeated death sentence. The island feeds on my fears, weaving the cage of time out of the debris of the shipwreck. I tried to escape, but I always woke up in the morning light of the thirty-second day - the red eyes of the stone statues were still staring at me, and the cycle never ended.
My sailing diary has long been soaked in blood and tears, and the secret of returning to Dream Island may be hidden in my gradually recovering memories. But I know that escaping is in vain. This island never releases its prey.
(Last page of the voyage diary: Can't leave. Trapped here forever.)
