On the Rocks

Olivia and Jones stood on jagged rocks and watched the violent, ocean waves crash into the island. They had reached the end of the island, and there was nothing in sight. "This is it." Jones said over the loud wind. "Yeah." "We should turn back now." Olivia does not respond. "There is nothing here." He says. He gently pulls Olivia back, but something catches her eye. "What's that?" She asks, pointing off to the distance. Jones squints his eyes. "I don't know. Maybe a boat or something that crashed into the coral reef." "A boat!" Olivia shouts. "Maybe." "We have to go." "What? Why?" "There could be people trapped in there?" She says, removing her shoes. "That crash probably happened a long time ago." He replies. "Maybe, but maybe not." Olivia starts descending the jagged rocks to the ocean. "You're actually going in there?" Olivia doesn't reply. She continues down the rocks instead. Jones shakes his head. He then takes off his combat boots. "Looks like I'm going in there too."