I was laying on the floorboards when I noticed this little bird flying above. From what it looked like, it was looking at me. For some reason I felt strange, confused and almost worried. As it flew closer, I clenched my eyelids together as if it were dive-bombing. It apparently noticed this and flew up, then to dive bomb again. But this time it didn't stop, coming closer and closer. It reached my raft and landed on part of the fence to the left of me, this time I noticed it was holding something in its feet, a red envelope? "Ere' ya go chump" he said while dropping the letter on my forehead. "What the fuck?!" I responded very confused. "I mean, CAW! CAW! Fucking idiot." He screamed back at me. He jumped around backwards and held his tail high in the air, preparing to take off. "Hey! You got some explaining to do cunt!" I bickered at him. Chirping back sarcastically "I am the bird of the King of Northon! I lead my people to faraway lands! I seek an island! No. Not only that, but I came to give you that letter, just open it already and let me leave crack head." I did not expect birds to be so snappy, this shock led me to sit up and flail my arms in a weak attempt to grab him. I swiped right at his feet, but he was too quick. He flapped in place for a little while looking at my smug. His little face didn't show much emotion, but his eyes were just enough. He spun around and flew away as quickly as he had come, laughing the whole way. My eyes followed him until he was out of sight, then I remembered he left a letter. I picked it up from beside my resting place and jammed my finger into the opening space. Instead of going right in, it crumbled up and sprang back, as if my finger didn't have any bones. An immense pain came upon me and I shook my hand by my side running towards my hut. I look at my finger in better light and I notice it is really messed up. Each joint was off and crooked, my finger was obviously broken. I got some sticks and made a simple splint to hold it into place the best I could. I ran back out to where the letter was. Looking down at it, I wondered what I was to do next. Smash it, I thought. No, cut it open, but be careful! I reach down to my cloth pants and grab a crude knife, still a little sharp. The knife slipped right into the crack and sliced like butter. This was even more confusing. My eyes raised up to see if the bird was there one more time, it was not. Continuing into the envelope was a letter and a page of a book. "Aha!" I said out loud as proud as I could! Finally, something to read! I tossed the letter to the side and unfolded the book page; it was formatted in a strange way. There were two lines of text that seem to be unrelated with numbers at the start and end of some sentences. I read a bit "8 That day the king gave all the family of Haman, the hater of the Jews, to Esther the queen. And Mordecai came before the king, for Esther had made clear what he was to her." "Aha!" I shouted again! This is a page from the Bible! But... why...?

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