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Jack nodded weakly. He sniffled a little, still not letting go. "W-we...we...we should see....what else is on this umm...island." He said quietly. He finally let go, wiping his eyes. He was leaned over a little. Standing straight hurt way too much. He stepped back outside, covering his mouth. The smoke was thick and made his lungs burn. He hoped his asthma didn't act up too bad. He coughed, searching for the beach.