The sun began to just settle. Under the crimson red sky sat a lazy and bored boy, Piggy. Nothing but tall dense trees and bushes scattered around his fat body. As the wind rippled across the ocean, through his thick spectacles, he stared into the emptiness and only saw what seemed to be a disfigured reflection. Beside him laid a skinny, black-headed, little boy, Simon, who was patiently waiting and digging his feet into the warm grainy sand.

Piggy: Damn my asthma, I can barely run and I can't even swim (laughs). Why isn't my auntie here? I really wish she was here... Oh, how things would be different (tear slowly runs down his cheeks). I can't believe Ralph betrayed me, I thought he was my friend! Why did he have to tell everyone that my name was Piggy? Boy, how...