Irene had felt weak but soon she was somewhat fine. She still couldn't believe what had happened. "Where are we exactly you think?" she asked softly looking at the logbook. She sat up her breath beginning to slow down. For some reason she felt better then she ever did. "She looked over the logbook reading what she could from the tattered page. She looked seeing the blood and she covered her mouth. She looked into the forests near the beach and she began to somewhat back away from them. "I-I want to go home" she said tears beginning to form in her eyes.