AN: I am upping the age of the protagonist to 21 and making it so you don’t know what is going to happen. You are just here on an expensive vacation, like Jurassic Park or West World.
The boat reached the island. You were finally here, Pleasure Island. A land where all your dreams come true. They had rebranded after that whole scandal with the disappearing kids but now they were finally open for business again with an all new theme. This year they were doing a special on dragons. Being a huge fan of dragons since you were 3 you naturally bought a ticket.
You stepped off onto the dock with your roller luggage and bags and checked in getting your arm band.
Then you made your way down the dirt path coming to a cross road with a sign that read: “European” and pointed left, and “Eastern” and pointed right.
You went left and kept walking through a forrest till it opened up to a clearing. The massive animatronic dragons they built looked incredibly realistic. The way their heads and eyes moved to follow guests and theirs chests expanded and contracted you’d almost think they were real. You swear one black scaled dragon with rings in his horns even winked right at you.
You reached the hotel you would be staying at, themed after a medieval castle with a moat. On the outside at least, inside it was a mostly normal hotel but still kept the castle aesthetic in some places. You scanned your band then went up an elevator to your room and let go of your bags with a sigh of relief.
Tomorrow morning you would begin exploring the island, but today you were tired from the boat ride and need to unpack.
Just as you start unzipping your suitcase there’s a knock at the door…