Although most just chose to call it Robinson Crusoe after the protoganist of the story. He had just read a passage on how he saved a man from becoming cannibalized by the marooned island's natives, calling him friday. While it was a bit hard to imagine a warm sunshine as the sky outside was inky black although it wasn't all that late. He focused his imagination on the idea. He'd like to be on an island somewhere, nice and warm. Swimming in the ocean.
It was at that idea that he thought he saw movement behind a book case. Alexander felt that he was being watched but whoever it was, they didn't really seem to have malicious intent at least not yet.
Edited by Alexander Sowerby, 31 October 2011 - 10:31 AM.


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