Last Lament

A long time ago, someone said, " let's create an island. A place where we can discard our troubles." And so, an island was created. Criminals where sent there, people are abandoned there, and trash was thrown there. But that wasn't all- "Let's make it more interesting," that person said with a chuckle. " We can give them a chance." If they wish to leave the island. Then- "Stain your hand with the blood of others. Walk along the borders of sanity. And murder your way through freedom."