Island of Insanity

The day my life went crazy I dreamed I traveled to the Island of Insanity, when i arrived there wasn't any sign of humanity, it was totally deserted and lacking any vitality except for an old man who I heard using profuse profanity while living in a hatched hut by himself without any formality, this was his reality. In between spitting out his bad words, he said that the island was once a thriving urbanity until a tribe of head hunters of great brutality murdered every islander creating a mayhem of bloody mortality, he ecaped from the pandemonium while hiding in deep caverns near an area of volcanity so not to become another fatality, praying to keep his mentality, the lone survivor finally resurfaced, after several years of living in mundanity, his appearance was frightful with hollow looking eyes and a beard sweeping the ground, making him look as if a creature of inanity.