I see the ocean. My breath tightens and my heart pounds. I can see the waves crashing into the shore. I grip my chest. How does it still hurt? The wound is almost gone. I can hear footsteps. I look around. The sand looked like sheer gold, but it was soft to the touch. 

"Why would you run from me?" Han Yo asks.

I look down.

"I'm sorry but I have to get home." I say.

"My island stays, and no one leaves." Han Yo says.

"I have to try." I start walking into the sea.

Han Yo let's out a breath. I feel the waves crashing into me.

"Catch." Han Yo calls.

I grab my flute. 

"Thank you, for everything." I say. 

He nods.

"But you can't leave." Han Yo says.

"I'll try." I start playing it. 

Smoke rises and lifts me up. I hear the birds starting to fly. I see the waves crashing onto the shores. My eyes glow black. I can feel the energy but there is something else. There's like this force dragging me back to the island. It feels like vines grabbing my neck. I hear Han Yo rise. He shoots in front of me. I look at him. He pokes my head, and I hurdle into the sea again.