On an isolated Pacific island you wander near the shoreline, and hear weeping. Following the sound, you see a marooned mariner slouched over facing the sea, a pistol laying by his side. He looks up, sees you and springs to his feet. Who are you? Do you speak English? He looks at you with wide, apprehensive eyes. He’s unsure if he should be afraid or reassured by your presence. My name is Zakaria Lyer and I’ve been marooned here. Can you please help me?
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