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Telmina. Off the western coast of Japan lie a number of unmarked islands. Telmina is one of them. A man by the name of Michael Telmina attempted to cultivate one island in particular. All that lay there before him was land and a small group of natives who lived peacefully in their unnamed fishing village. Desiring to cultivate the gorgeous piece of land and to eventually help the people who lived there, he decided to turn it into a tourist attraction for Japanese & English speakers alike.

It started off well. It seemed the people were open to his ideas of construction for their island. Once you landed in the small town, headed down the dock and onto the beach, you would make your way past small huts containing fishing gear and the like. If you keep walking your trail you would reach the small & humble buildings. Not too many, but it was enough to get by. A store here and there, one hotel, one bar. Michael had introduced real houses to the people and there were new residental homes being built. Access to electricity became available and he showed them how to use it to their advantage as well. Things were going smoothly, and Michael's dream was almost complete.

As soon as he had started to distribute traveling pamphlets about, strange things began happening. Shrines started to appear in the forests encircling the village. Even though Michael was startled, he still allowed tourists to arrive and spend time in Telmina. Before he realized what was happening, he woke up one morning to find the whole batch of guests brutally murdered in their beds. Franctically, he cleaned up the entire scene and managed to have all of the bodies buried. He suspected the townspeople, but how could he accuse them when he was the one who first imposed on their lifestyle?

It only took two more arrivals of tourists for the same grisly scene to revive itself. Michael suffered from insomnia and began to see things. Monsters, he wondered, disfigured people were making their way towards him in his moments of insanity. Unfortunately, one of those times was not an illusion. He was seized by whatever They were and became the first official sacrifice of the island. His body was cut into seven pieces and burned separately on each one of the shrines.

Despite the owner's death of the newfound Telmina, the villagers continued on welcoming tourists. And, despite the rumors of supernatural, unhuman beings now populating the island, people came. And people are still coming.