"Hey guys, it's your boy Chad. We're officially on the island, and we have a native with us here right now—" He turned the phone toward the driver's seat so his followers could see the older man behind the wheel. "Please, greet my followers, mister…?"
The man glanced over with a gentle smile, completely unbothered by the camera.
"Oh, are you filming me?" he asked, his voice calm and amused. "I'm Pat."
"So, Pat, would you mind telling us why people are afraid to come to this island?" Chad asked, not even waiting for a natural opening. "Why do we keep hearing rumors about young guys disappearing here?"
Pat kept his eyes on the narrow road ahead and smiled. "Oh, you must have heard all the rumors about our home. But let me tell you, none of them are true. This is a very peaceful place."
