@iyazakbar
Dani’d held out for as long as they could but eventually even they had to admit defeat and give up on trying to help at the shore. They weren’t able to see people passing just mere feet from them and even trying to tend to those who did get wounded was getting difficult both vision-wise and supply-wise which made Dani starkly aware of another huge problem - how were people going to eat? From what they knew (which admittedly wasn’t much) the Islanders were pretty used to the farm, the warehouse, the occasional fishing or hunting excitement but likely nothing like this.
Should they try and bring food here? No. There was no safe way to alert someone that food was mere feet away. They could try and just stumble upon people in the fog and pass out what they’d grabbed but that was a sure-fire way of getting themselves lost in the fog before long.
Fuck. Think Dani, think.
The beach was a terrible place to try and think with each splash or shout making their stomach knot up and the horn still startling them every time it blared. They’d get to the farm, look around, figure something out either on the way there or once they were there. They had to.
Picking themselves up, they brushed off what sand they could, before very slowly and gingerly attempting to make their way towards the farm. The problem was they weren’t exactly sure where on the beach they’d been so they weren’t exactly sure how south to go before they went west but likely they’d run into something before long that could course-correct them.
They were just a little afraid that the jungle had finally made itself known and all the landmarks they’d come to know would be shifting or moving or staying just out of grasp but there was no time for those thoughts. Not now. Food. Think about how to distribute food.
There’d been a few close-calls, a few collisions (with people and objects they didn’t see in time), and a few mistakes and corrections but eventually they found themselves in the orchard. Or what they were pretty sure was the orchard which meant they’d gone too far. But they were close!
They carefully turned and headed off in a direction they were about 85% sure was North before they caught sight of a figure just before their paths crossed. They froze, instincts still running a little too high and seeing every potential shape out of their corner of their eye as danger, but the appearance of this figure once recognized quickly unwound some of the anxiety compressing their chest.
“Iyaz!” Genuine relief drew their corners of their lips upwards and they resisted the urge to close the distance between them to hug because they probably weren’t that kind of friend yet but the thought crossed their mind. “Are you okay?” Dani realized about then that they had no idea what they looked like or what sort of alarm their appearance might set off but they could only hope that the fog’s one benefit would be to soften out their edges. And if nothing else, there were definitely bigger problems to tackle first.