Cautiously, Steve rowed towards the mysterious new land, there was no clue to what could be there...He could see palm trees swaying side to side in the frosty wind. With a smile on his face, Steve climbed out of his oak boat and began scanning the new land. This was all new to him, he hadn't discovered a new land in centuries! As Steve walked up the sandy hill, he could see the vast ocean disappearing into the horizon. It was beautiful. All of a sudden, Steve's tummy rumbled, he hadn't eaten for weeks. Luckily, there were mangoes hanging from the palm trees above; there was a problem, they were too high! Steve couldn't reach, he had to craft something that would be able to reach the mangoes. He had some spare oak wood planks from his home. Exactly 4. Just enough for a crafting table, he placed four oak planks together to form a block. They moulded together and created a crafting table. He also had some sticks, an ink sac and some string from the spiders he fought earlier on the deserted island. He could craft a fishing rod but that wouldn't be able to reach. A ladder! Steve put 3 sticks along the right hand side, 3 along the left side and 1 in the middle.

Concentrated on the mangoes, Steve was about to place the first ladder down when all of a sudden he heard a whisper. He called out behind him to see if anybody was there. Nothing. He shrugged and continued to place the ladders. Then he heard it again. Steve was about to turn around when suddenly he was knocked to the floor, he tried to focus and see what had just happened but his eyesight was failing, it was blurry and he couldn't see a thing. He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep on the burning, red sand. Steve was unconscious but he knew that he was moving somehow...

Finally, Steve awoke, he had no idea what had just happened or where he was. His eyesight was still quite blurry but he could just about see masks. They looked like they were a tribe and they didn't look to happy about Steve trespassing onto their home. They looked as if they had never seen an outsider before. Steve felt a shiver run down his spine. He was worried. What were they going to do to him?! Steve could hear them discussing their ideas to each other, but he had no idea what they were saying because they were speaking an entire different language! Suddenly, he saw a strong, tall masked person come out of one of the hay-roofed huts, he had a variety of different objects in his leather hat. Could he be the leader of this mysterious tribe?

Steve began to panic, he saw that the strong, tall tribe member was walking towards him. Steve gulped. The strong member walked right up to him and stared into Steve's eyes. Steve closed his eyes and turned to one side, he didn't want to see what the member was going to do to him. Suddenly, he heard the member say something to him. He understood it because it was in English. Steve believed that he said who are you. Steve explained who he was and why he was here. The member seemed to understand and released him. They even gave him a free dark oak boat for him to travel in. Steve thanked the tribe and apologised for the coincidence. Steve had had an amazing adventure here on this island. He decided to name the land "Tree Twist" after all, his adventure here had been a lot of twists and turns up in the tree tops.

Where will Steve travel to next...?