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(The island is desolate. There is no sign of life. The sandy beaches streatch on and on for miles under the hot tropical sun. A little bit inward, the beach gives way to dangerous looking jungle filled with animals and fruits of all sorts, not all safe. There are bodies of others, too, skelleton bones remind that are stranded of what might become of thmem. Teamwork is one of the most imporant things, if they want to survive.)

Uhhn... What's... Am I... Upside down?
Samantha blinked, her eyes widening as she realized the plane was crushed around her and bleeding bodies lay scattered. She unclipped her safety belt and crashed to the floor. "Oww." she moaned. "Alaric?" she called, blinking dizzily. She touched her fingers to her head and blinked at the blood seeping from a large gash.
"Sammy?" his raspy voice came.
"Alaric?!" she looked up through the mess of bodies to see her brother sprawled on the floor, struggling to get up. There was glass in his arm. "Oh my god." she rushed over to him, helping him up. After a little struggling, the pair found their way to the emergancy exit. Samantha blinked as she stepped out onto the sand clumsily. "Uhn..." she trailed, blinking.