The Island of Destiny

You sit down on the beach under the shade of a nearby palm tree and scan the paper some more. The handwriting doesn't look female, but it looks as if someone wrote it in a hurry. It is written in pen, or at least some sort of ink. You would ponder this some more except now you hear a faint rustling behind you in the jungle. You turn and look, ready for whatever is about to happen.

You see some nearby bushes rustle and then stepping out from them, is a girl about your age. She has long, dark brown hair and tan skin. She looks curiously at you.