Stuck on a remote tropical island. No way to contact the outside world. My mom had begun to suspect that we might have been kidnapped. I never thought science could be so sinister.
My name is Ernest Taylor. The few friends I have call me ET for short. Okay, I really only have one friend. His name is Gus. The two of us were at a special camp for gifted young scientists on an island near Hawaii.
I should have known something was fishy because neither Gus, myself or any of the other kids could remember how we had arrived at the island. Things only got weirder. After a few days into camp, kids were disappearing. When we found our teacher's nose, we knew it was time to escape.