"I'm losing balance." I say, almost falling into the ocean, but barely regain balance for a moment. "I'm glad you're okay-ish, though, right?"

"Ya, I'm good." I said, my eyes stopped bleeding, another near death experience is over, but there's still the island.

I sit, not being able to stand. It feels something's dragging me into the ocean. But it's a weak tug... I should tell- no. No. I'd worry them about going mental...

"Guess we should continue looking for supplies." I said.

"I guess so..." I say, trying to stand but the tug gets stronger. I ignore it, and go into the forest, seeing if anything else is in there.

I walk into the forest and hear a faint whisper. I shook it off as a minor form of PTSD. The doctor diagnosed me with that a couple years back.

"Hey...." I say, being jerked back. I pull through, knowing there's something wrong.

"What's wrong." I said.

"I dunno." I lie. I know exactly what's going on.

I walk over to examine for a problem. I don't see anything.

"I'm fiiine, just having trouble keeping balance." I say.

"Okay." I said and walked back over to where I was.

I returned from my walk and go over to Yugi. "Your face tells me something is dragging you into the ocean." I say.

I walk back to the plane. It feels like something's telling me too.

"Well? Am I right?" I asked.