Allen Chau was killed in 2018 after attempting to contact one of the most isolated and hostile tribes on the surface of the planet living on North Sentinel Island.
In his final–chilling–journal entries, the American John Allen Chau revealed a sense of feat before embarking in a last attempt to communicate with the people of North Sentinel Island.
“I‘m scared,” he wrote in a diary sent to The Washington Post by his mother.
“Watching the sunset and it’s beautiful — crying a bit . . . wondering if it will be the last sunset I see.”
Before being killed by arrows, the 27-year-old American missionary repeatedly attempted to contact the tribe, despite the fact that approaching the island was forbidden.
After almost successfully contacting the tribe, he barely escaped with his life after a teenager with an arrow pierced his waterproof Bible. He tried engaging with the tribe offering gifts and singing songs.
But he decided he would not give up and tried approaching them again, and again.
“Lord, is this island Satan’s last stronghold where none have heard or even had the chance to hear your name?” wrote Chau in his chilling journal entry,
The isolated tribe is believed to include between 50 and 500 people whose ancestors have inhabited the island for at least 60,000 years.
Their way of life, as well as their technology, have largely remained unchanged.
Genetic testing tells us that the Sentinelese are likely the direct descendants of the first people who settled in Southeast Asia during the early Paleolithic.
According to Chau’s journal entries, he believed he had a good chance of bringing Christianity to the tribe.
But his approach to the island broke a number of laws prohibiting contact with the inhabitants of the island.
Contacting them could risk them being infected by a number of modern diseases to which they are not immune.
Perhaps not knowing that he was risking not only his but the life of the entire tribe, Chau hired a number of fishermen to take him to the island. He approached the Island at night and reported seeing bioluminescent plankton as he approached the shore, as well as fish jumping out of the water like “darting mermaids.”
“God Himself was hiding us from the Coast Guard and many patrols,” he wrote.
“I think I could be more useful alive . . . but to you, God, I give all the glory of whatever happens,” he penned down in his journal, asking God to forgive “any of the people on this island who try to kill me, and especially if they succeed.”
In the last try, and after failing before, the fishermen helped Chau to get within close distance of the island.
He was given a canoe to sail the rest of the way towards the island.
Shortly after setting foot on their land, the missionary was killed by people wielding bows and arrows.
The fishermen who took Chau to the island reported seeing the tribe dragging Chau’s body across the beach.