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Imagine taking a boat out to a remote island. It's the kind of place that looks straight out of a travel brochure. Turquoise water, dramatic cliffs, a little bit of mystery. You’re thinking, wow, this is going to make the best Instagram post ever.

But then you notice… the ground is kind of hissing. The air smells like eggs that lost a fight with the sun. And your tour guide says something like, “Don’t worry, it’s mostly safe.” That’s when you start wondering if this island might be a little too alive.

And then, in an instant, paradise turns into panic. The sky darkens, the air burns, and suddenly you’re not thinking about selfies anymore.

This is the story of a group of travelers who came face to face with nature at its most unpredictable... and somehow, some of them survived.

Today, we’re diving into what happened on that island, the unbelievable ways people fought to stay alive, and why this trip definitely didn’t get five stars on TripAdvisor.

Welcome to the story of Whakaari.

We’re Liss and Bee, and this is Prying Minds.