"Oh my God, Jamie, it's me," he said, and it wasn't like he expected Jamie to recognize him— he barely recognized himself, but an ache of sadness clenched in his chest, having the person he loved most look at him like a stranger.

"It's crazy. I know, okay? But it's me. It's Eddie," he said, clutching tight at Jamie's arms and looking at him pleadingly. "I'm freaking the fuck out here. I need you to believe me, before we get killed by this stupid fucking island. Which is seriously fucked up, by the way. I mean, I know you told me it was fucked up, but holy shit!"