As the daylight meets my face, my eyes slowly flutter open. I sit up and look around. What happened? Where am i? I think my plane crashed. I look around, taking in the scenery. A large jungle on a small island surrounded by the sea. i look over at the scattered plane scraps surrounding me. I look sown at myself. My clothes are shredded, leaving me nearly bare. The island is quiet, save for the rustling of reptiles and the ocean waves crashing against the shore. I stand up and nearly stumble back down. My legs are cut, blood trickling down my calve. I stumble towards the water, sitting down in the sand and letting the waves tickle my feet. I watch the birds that fly by, waiting for something -Anything- to come help me. I hear a loud rustling coming from the forest, then a loud crash, like metal being slammed into a tree. I turn around, looking for the cause of the noise. My eyes widened in fear. My body shakes violently. I take a slow step back and look right into its eyes...(to be continued)