The mainland has been poisoned. HMS Rescue has been sunk by reef. Myere and myself on island. Awaiting contact via radio or other means. So far, nothing much has happened. I have taken the time to try and figure out where we are, but the poles in this area are affecting my compass; rock contains too much iron ore. Relying on sun for navigation now.

All hopes going out to those on Provoka; we are in a tropical hell.