Chapter 5 "Lovely name, darlin'. Now, do you wanna tell me what you were doin' in the middle of the bloomin' sea?" The sailor popped me upon the edge of the ship. It was damp and looked like it had been rotting away for quite some time. A hypnotising red towel was wrapped around my shoulders as I gradually dried off in the hidden sun. "Swam" it was the only word I could force out, as my teeth were chattering noisily. He lead me down to the ships under-deck and inside was a bedroom. I looked like it hadn't been slept in so I guessed it must have been the spare bedroom. "Lay down 'ere. maybe we'll get some more answers when your at your best. He said thoughtfully, then left, leaving the door to the bedroom and the door to the shaft open wide. I climbed into the cool, baby blue covers and closed my eyes, gently rocking on the choppy sea. That was the first night that I dreamt about the 'unicorn' and me killing it. I stretched out, awoken from my endless nightmare. The room was dark and smelt fishy and damp. It was gloomy, the only light was the bedside one to my left, which was giving a strange orange tint on the room. I removed the blanket from me, and hitched my self up. I was still shaking in fear. Looking out of the hatch, I realised that it was the early hours of the day, the sun was merely risen, only catching glimpses of it over the horizon. into view came land. It was beautiful, with stunning meadows, holding little red tulips and yellow roses. Colourful butterflies and baby bumblebees arrived, teasing the plants for their nectar. The grass was a healthy green colour, freshly cut, the sun sat on top. The sky was still a darkish blue, although with every splash forward, became more vibrant and alive. As I arrived, hills upon hills towered over me, we hit the ground with a thump! The captain jumped down, I could tell he was the captain as he wore inverted colours of his uniform. The others was red with white, fancy letters at the right corner, whilst his was opposite. "I want answers now!" He was more intimidating than the alien, yet much more handsome. I opened my mouth to speak, though I only closed it again. No words came out, no words to explain what had happened. "Come on rob, she's only a little 'un" cried the sailor I met the night before, the one who had kindly lent me a room for the night. He tossed me a comb, made from fish bones, it had little flowers on each corner and a vine from the spine. "Leavin' present" "Thankyou" I stuttered, "but where shall I go?" I was confused, surprised and intimidated all at the same time. "We're droppin' you of 'ere. There's an empty cottage at the top, next to a bakery and a few more houses. You're free to stay there." He offered kindly. I stepped off the boat, With my new comb and waved good bye as the ship bumped off the island and sailed out to sea. I picked a flower, it was a pure, white daisy with little pink tips. I plaitted it into my newly brushed hair . Then I climbed up the hill. There were some steep bits and some muddy bits, causing my tracker to get muddy. But I guess if people don't see it, then it's a good thing, right? Very soon I reached a small cottage...