"Welcome to Gaza, the southernmost island in the Zone. Don't trip on my arm as you get off." Jekkal says, making a joke for once.

You look around the ring of the island. It's about ten feet down on all sides. Reminds you of California. The flat land is grassy, with a few trees. Part of the rocky edge creates a shelf that seems to go around the island.

You try to see if you can get down there, but not before what looks like an orange deer bops your shoulder.

"Hey, if you're looking for gaza, you just found one." It says nonchalantly.

"This is Gaza, isn't it?" You ask, dumbfounded.

"You don't understand. Unlike the other islands, both the island and the species share the same name. Therefore, you're on Gaza, and you're talking to a gaza. By the way, my name is Razi. I'd love to show you around the island. Follow me!" Razi stops, his tail whipping the air, waiting for you to follow...