Mysterious letter appearead detailing how Nolan wells body got to the island but who wrote it someone had to tell the truth

To Whoever Finds This,

The noise of the party on the island couldn't drown out the feeling that something was deeply wrong on July 4th.

We made it out to the island around 11:30 AM. Nolan barely drank anything—maybe half a seltzer the entire afternoon. He was focused, anxious about returning for his second season and terrified of ruining his chances.

Then the signals started dropping. "Cell service sucks here," Nolan remarked, staring at a dead screen.

Wyatt looked at him with an odd, cold expression and said, "Imagine something happening to you and not being able to call out for help."

Nolan just side-eyed him and dismissed it, turning away to snap photos of the scenery. But the tension was thick. Wyatt had been sniffing cocaine all morning, erratic and aggressive. When Nolan tried taking another photo, Wyatt lunged, trying to grab the phone and telling him to put it away. Nolan jerked his phone back—a simple reaction, but it lit a fuse. That moment fueled the chain of events that would end Nolan’s life roughly twelve hours later.

Nolan already had an inkling, a gut feeling that he shouldn't go to the pool party later that night. There had been a bad history between him and Wyatt for a long time—or rather, on Wyatt's end. Nolan was laid back, forgiven easily, and never held grudges. He was always the peaceful friend, the conflict solver across his social groups.

He trusted the wrong person, and by the time the sun went down, the island held no way out.