"We're probably have about 8 minutes of battery life we all need to be quick!"

A frazzled man exclaimed as he passed the smalI digital camera to another who was awkwardly straddling a palm tree

"More cleavage"

he requested of their target

She tugged down on her fuchsia top then moved her thick maine of jett black hair behind her ears.

The frazzled director, now equip a clapperboard, began a countdown

" 3, 2, 1 and action"

"Worldwide, there are some who feel just a little, unsettled...

A strong sense of adventure?

A feeling that someone has their back?

The notion that they just don't belong anywhere?"

The lady slowly relayed in a sombre tone as she gazed over her shoulder towards the golden beach.

"Aaaaand cut"

The director spoke as he used his device

~

The crew ground to a hasty halt following their quick run towards the moderate tide

"Well, welcome to Ugrade!

Make this wonderful, uncharted island your next destination"

Said the hostess

~

The out of breath crew were now assembled in a small cave, that looked to be lined with rose quartz. Each of them displayed various stances of exhertion, panting being one thing they had in common.

A woman caught the attention of the hostess by raising the small camera. This prompted the hostess to quickly wipe the glowing forehead before speaking

"This hub of lost history has plenty to offer"

she said as she gesture toward the inside or the cave"

~

"meet the friendly locals"

she said as the camera woman pannedvtge camera over to the crew.

~

They found themselves back on the beach, exhustion was setting in, the hostesses breath felt heavy within her chest

"enjoy our choppy ocean waves that will thrill any surfer"

she managed

The camerawoman shut off the camera.

The hostess, who had held it together well for that segnent, sunk to her knees.

"Thank goodness, that's, over"

It's all plain sailing from here on out"

the former cameraman claimed

~

The hostess smiled as she kicked her trainers off her feet and lounged in a seat at a table within a large greenhouse.

The small digital camera light up as another woman raised it towards her.

"View our star constellation only visible at this territory"

she gestured towards the clear, starry sky

"relax in innovative accommodation"

she added as she leaned back in the comfortable looking sofa

"and dine on the best food you will eat!"

she finished as she pointed towards a spread of food; raw and grilled fish, pots of honey, or syrupy, fruit, mystery meat and wine, pleasantly arranged on a coffee table.

"Aaaand, cut! That's a wrap"

the director cheered as he rose from his fold away chair and clapped the board.

Unanimous sighs of relief sounded.

The prior camera woman and the tree straddling camera man plopped sofa, either side of hostess.

"Aren't you glad that's over" 

the camerawoman rhetorical asked, earning a nod from the hostess as the cameraman leaned over to retrieve a giant grape

The no longer frazzeled director, who had just left the company of a standing pair, made his way to the seated three.

"I just wanted to say, thank you all for your hard work, Lua's editing as we speak, this'll be done by tonight"

"Yo Rio"

a young woman sat on the floor at a large laptop yelled

"How old are these stock photos?"

"We tore down the green cottage a few years ago"

a man at her side added

"It was knackered,  yet it's near immaculate in this picture"

"Yeah, and old man Lili passed years ago, yet there he is claiming the altnut tree"

Lua added

"Wow, I miss altnuts"

"Me too...  old man Lili too"

the man added as Rio, the hostess and the camera pair joined them

"Oh what difference does it make, I mean, it's not like we need to impress anyone who manages to get here"

Rio stated

"Don't make me feel worst"

the hostess said as her mood soured.