Island

(Midnight. On the beach of a small island somewhere around the Pacific Ocean.)

K is surprised to see another man at this time of the day. Well, time should not be in the equation. As a Polynesian aborigine, K always believes he is the only human being living on this island, and he has lived long enough to forget about the questions where does he come from and what is the purpose of his life here. In his simple mind, there is only one mission: to subsist - whatever that means.

But K decides to take aside his obsession and takes a careful look on the man he is seeing. Tall. Slim. Well shaved. Must not be a day more than fifty. All in green - well-fit hunting suite. An air of elegance seems radiating out to his surrounding.

And he has a friendly smile.

"Hello. What a pleasure to see someone in this part of the world! Let me introduce myself. My name is F. How do you do?"

"And mine K. Sir, what are you doing here?"

"I just start a journey - I am going to the North Pole."