July 3rd, 1933. As dawn approached, Villianueva and his crew reach the southern part of the island, using very little light in the way of guidance, he sails the ship around the eastern side of the island, heading towards the small inlet located on the north side. Slowly guiding his ship about 100 yards from the shoreline, Villianueva makes his way across the unknown waters.

Nearing the northern portion of the island, Villianueva spots the dancing flames of the fire left burning on the shore. As the ship slowly coast towards the shallows of the inlet, a sudden loud scrapping sound breaks the silence. The crew race to brace themselves as the ship shifts to one side. The men on the shore watch in horror as boards on the bottom of the ship are ripped from their position by a huge patch of reef hidden beneath the surface of the water. The ship comes to a complete stop, stranded on the reef as water begins to pour into the damaged portion of the ship. All of the men aboard the ship abandon it and make their way to the shore, where they are meet by their fellow crewmen.