"Yes. You are the first members of our society. The rest of us who are here in the Inside have been raised Inside. We know of but never had the same opportunity to live like the outsiders do. Once there are more that wish to be servants, then you each will lead a group called a triangle. Dresden will lead the male group while Molly will lead the female group. Our numbers are small which is why we have decided to allow outsiders to join."

Molly was totally surprised about being a leader in this society.
"How many will each of us have in our triangle?"

"I have no clue as to how many will want to join an become a member of the Island." was the answer.

Surprisingly, The small idol was a lot lighter than it appeared to be. Something easily noted as it was lifted off the grassy knoll and carefully examined by a captain. The statue was rough to the touch, like a piece of timber, yet as solid as marble. Even the smaller appendages on the miniscule idol seemed inordinately sturdy, such as the little wings or arms. A mysterious aura seeped out of the statue, invisible to the mortal eye, yet palpable as a chill in the air. The longer the captain held the ominous object in his hands, the more something within seemed to tug at him, urging him to take it with him.

"Yes it is strange. But if I didn't have such a horrible day, would I have left when I got the letter? Most likely not. Maybe the letter had to reach the people at the right time when they are ready to toss in the towel and just leave your old life behind. There has to be a compelling reason I think to leave a comfortable life. Most probably be ones that need a drastic change or have no means to get ahead in the world. But that is my opinion." Molly spoke calmly.

The Captain carefully placed the statue in the wagon.
"I bet once you are cleaned up, I'll see some worth in you that others will not be seeing. You can be my model for more statues like you. I think that I shall keep you as my model... yes, I shall keep you." he spoke as he turned to head back to the ship. He was waiting for anyone to go to the Island.

A place was quickly made for the Idol as the captain carefully set it within his wagon of driftwood. After years of drifting across the ocean, it's outer appearance made it blend in with the dull and mossy driftwood. As the captains head turned toward the ship, his mind contemplating plans for the small statue, the eyes on the demonic idol glowed dark red for a moment before subtly dimming away.

"I agree but maybe it is just new...... I am very much interested in learning more about everything. Let's go to our new home. I think that perhaps there will be an area where we can talk. Maybe we will even have an office." Molly suggested. "Then we can ask various questions and see what we need to do next."

Captain was soon back on the ferry and in the captain's quarters. He took his additions to the workshop and put them away. All except the statue. He took the statue to his desk where he sat down to examine it's features more. A sketch pad was close at hand as well as a sharp pencil. He began to sketch specific features and basic shapes......

"Yes, I am ready. Is it far? I would also like to ask a question of the Personal Diary." Molly asked with a smile. She was glad that Dresden found where the rooms were located.

"I actually haven't thought much about clothes. My mind has wandered to what our jobs will consist of and what kind of pay and things like that. After all it would take a lot of money to keep this place running." Molly spoke as she walked beside Dresden.
"But now that you mention it, I wouldn't mind putting something else on. I wonder if it is up to us to decided what should be worn and when. I wonder if we are to lead others, what kind of classes we would need to have and what kind of materials we would need for the class. So much to talk about and to do."

"I agree. Why don't we go together and work on what to teach then together. And we may not get any followers very soon or they may decide to quit. I think that we just need to concentrate on the here and now. Make a list of what we need to do. Then prioritize each item of the list. Here are the rooms. Let's go check them out and change into some kind of normal clothes. Then find a room where we can discuss things. How does that sound?" Molly asked. She wanted to explore all of the possibilities and yet wanted to see if everything was in her room.

Penelope walked down to the small collection of mailboxes near the front of her apartment block. Picking up the assortment of letters, she boredly shuffled through them as she walked back up to the small flat she shared with her mother. She was surprised to see that one was addressed to her.

"How strange," She said to herself as she opened the front door and walked into the living room, where she found her mother sitting on the faded dark green couch, watching reruns of some old 80s show. "Gimme the mail, Penny,"her mother mumbled, eyes glued to the screen. Penelope sullenly handed her mother the mail, save for the one letter for herself. "There's a list of things I need you to buy a the supermarket on the table."

Penelope sighed and went into the kitchen, picking up the list of items. "Being on summer holidays is meant to be fun and relaxing..." She mumbled, putting the list into her purse along with the twenty other ones she had followed throughout the three weeks alone. Her mother ate so much, and asked for even more. Sometimes Penelope wondered what would have happened if her father had stayed with them...

Grabbing a drink from the fridge, Penelope opened the letter and read it, eyes widening as she considered the hugeness of the details. She would get to go to an island, for free no less. And it sounded like she would get whatever she desired, if she asked for it. She smiled, excited by the prospect of a new life. She knew her mother would never let her go, but... She was almost an adult! She was determined to go to this island and discover new things. Alicia wandered into the room, mewling for food. "Hey there, want a treat? We're going to go on a journey..."

Three days later, Penelope was about to board a plane to Hawaii, struggling with her suitcase containing her meager belongings, which consisted of her clothes and a book called, 'The Haunted Symphony' while also juggling a cat carrier with a hissing cat inside. One of the flight attendants walked up to her. "Can I help you with boarding? Your cat will need to go in a special area of the plane, but she should be perfectly safe." Penelope smiled. "Thanks so much."

The man helped her onto the plane, and as he handed her her carry on bag, he pressed 5 crisp $100 bills into her hand. "W-what?" Penelope said, confused. "I know where you're heading, Penelope." He smiled and walked away, leaving Penelope gobsmacked. "Perhaps this 'Null' is more important than I thought..." She whispered to herself as the plane began to take off.

When she landed, she collected her belongings and headed to the port where the ferry was said to arrive. She held her breath with excitement as she waited for it to arrive. "Are you as excited as I am, Alicia?" She whispered to her cat, who seemed more eager to exit the cage rather than eager about the journey ahead. "Oh look, the ferry is about to dock!"

Dresden nodded in agreement to Molly. He then looked at the room that was his. He then said to Molly "Yeah that works for me. We should check to see if all our stuff is here first. Then we can begin prioritizing on what to look into. Then once our list is finished we can see what happens from there." Dresden then stepped toward his door and was about to open the door then he turned around. He looked at Molly and said "See you back out here in about 5 minutes. That should give us enough time to check our belongings and to put on some clothes that isn't a robe."

"Make it ten minutes. I'd like to change quickly." Molly smiled as she spoke. Molly went into her and saw that is was larger than the one before. She placed the egg on the desk and then got into the cage to turn the egg.
*Thank you* a tiny voice spoke to her.
-Was that you little bird in the egg?- Molly thought back.
*Yes.* came the voice.
-Then I can really talk to you.....- Molly thought in surprise.
*Yes.*
-I have a few things to do. Will you be ok here by yourself?- Molly asked.
*Yes.*
Molly quickly changed clothes and was out in 15 minutes since she spoke to her egg.

With a carefully inspecting eye, the captain began to look over each feature of the small carving. It was about nine inches tall and was crafted from petrified wood that had darkened and become rough over the centuries. Standing upon the circular platform, a humanoid figure with demon features stood, knees slightly bent, holding out four arms tipped with talons. A set of bat like wings were folding on it's back, tattered at the ends, though it was unclear if this was part of the figure or due to ware and tear. A pair of ram like horns curled out from the figures head, growing out just above what appeared to be four eyes and a toothy sneer.

The proportions of the statue were comparable to a goblin,having a slightly big head and small wings. Engraved along the circumference of the platform on which the figure stood was a series of ancient symbols of an unknown language or origin. It didn't seem comparable to any hieroglyphics or manuscript from history. As a whole, the statue was an anomaly. It was either really well made or simply someone piece of junk. Perhaps an ancient writers paperweight or maybe something for warding off bad spirits. Or some other superstitions mumbo jumbo.

As the captain spent more time gazing upon the statue, drawing out its features and pondering its origins, a subtle influence fell over him. It was like a day dream, with images and shapes briefly fluttering through his mind, similar to the symbols on the idol. Jumbled whispers hissed through his subconscious until something shot up from behind his table. A monstrous claw reached up, covered in blood and ash, quickly slamming down and gripping the captains hand.

The shock snapped him out of the daydream, the demonic hand having never existed. The room was quiet and the idol was still, setting on the table where the captain had placed it. Though the feeling of another hand taking a hold of his was only an illusion, somehow, along with the drawing he made of the statue, there were the symbols he saw in his mind, feverishly sketched across the paper, as if he had done it in his sleep.

The first mate was walking along the ship's railing. The Captain was in his room working on whatever project he had going on at this time. He saw a young lady who was walking towards the cruise ship. He briskly walked to the gang plank.
"Excuse me, miss but do you have a letter inviting you to a island?" he asked politely.

"Just what in the name of Hades happened?" The Captain exclaimed in astonishment.

Molly looked towards Dresden's door as she came out and giggled.
"I see that we both have about the same timing. Let's go to the meeting room. I suspect that it would be one of those rooms across the hall. It seems that the bedrooms are on the outside and other rooms on the inside.
This one will be fine. Now how shall we do the meetings? Just take turns in leading or each of us lead our own gender? Perhaps a combination?" Molly spoke as she sat down at the table.