"I guess it depends on what it is. If it's just some clothes or something, I don't know..." She didn't think she'd want clothes or anything from the abandoned village, mostly because of what Effy had said. It wasn't that she thought she'd end up being haunted or that there was some kind of ghost that would follow her back, but she would always know. This shirt belonged to someone who disappeared. And no one on the island would know who that person was. At least the others had memorials, their names on the wall, people who had loved them.

Whoever had been on the second island was completely lost. For good.

"But, fuck, maybe there's stuff there and no one has any idea," she continued, her excitement growing again. "I don't even know how much they've explored this place. Maybe they just mapped it and left." Maybe, for all they knew, there was another underground city.