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After a few days of being on the island, Ed was quickly adjusting. Well, to his surroundings, at any rate. The idea of being stuck here still didn't sit well with him. It reminded him of the time he'd spent on a small island with his brother, at the begiing of their alchemy training. Except, he heard something about dinosaurs on the far side of the island. That part was a bit different.
He had taken to leaving notches in one particular tree; a notch for every day he'd been there. He'd stopped there again on his way back to the compound, scratching another mark into the tree. Day three. He sighed. There had to be somewhere that had answers about getting off this island.
He had taken to leaving notches in one particular tree; a notch for every day he'd been there. He'd stopped there again on his way back to the compound, scratching another mark into the tree. Day three. He sighed. There had to be somewhere that had answers about getting off this island.