As the hazy light filtered through the foggy mist, I could not see one bit. I could barely see the boat I was in as I floated in the water. Suddenly, a shape emerged from the fog, growing larger as it approached. It was another boat, its shadow was moving silently towards me. Hesitant yet curious, I called out, "Hello?" There was no answer, only the light waves of water against the mysterious boat as it came closer, almost within arm's reach. A figure dressed in a tattered cloak appeared at the center, their face hidden. "Do you wish to see?" the figure's voice was like a whisper, barely audible over the water. “See what?!” I yelled. No answer, the figure called for me to come aboard. As I stepped onto its boat, the mist began to swirl more violently. Suddenly, the boat sped forward, cutting through the water with unexpected speed. I stumbled but the cloaked figure steadied me with a surprisingly firm grip. "Where are we going?" I asked. The figure pointed ahead, and through the fog, a faint light started to shimmer, growing brighter as we moved. "To the edge," they replied mysteriously. The word "edge" confused my underdeveloped brain. What is the edge? My mind still in a blank as the light became brighter. And then, just as quickly as the light had intensified, it dimmed, revealing an island that was both haunting and beautiful: a land covered with trees, flowers, and sand surrounded with clear water. But to me it felt slightly gloomy. The boat had reached the shore of the unknown land. I stepped off onto the soft ground, the figure behind me silent. I looked back to see the figure lunging towards me with a knife. It was the monkey I scammed a few days earlier. His eyes so viciously red as he began laughing crazily. He stabbed me violently over and over and over again. I understood now. The big bump I saw at the back of his cloak was his tail. I just thought he had a really big bum. As he stabbed me, I wondered how I even scammed him. I think it was just of him giving me a dollar to see a magic trick and I ran away. This monkey really holds a grudge, I take a dollar and he takes my life. Anyways, there was nothing I could do so I laid there while the monkey continued to stab me. I never believed in it but I guess karma is real.