I was sitting on the beach that our ship was shipwrecked on and pondered to myself why I went on that ship in the first place. I knew the answer straight away, I wanted a better life in a new country. The country I was bound for was Iceland. Our family thought it would be a good place to settle. The name wasn’t nice but life was said to be good there. We took a ship from Denmark before the country collapsed into total mayhem. We where in a storm soon after departure and suddenly we where on an mysterious Island.