Adrian groaned, his head pounding as he stood up. Last he recalled was being on a cruise, trying to push through a panicking crowd to the lifeboats before a loud crash came with the place... splintering apart around him. Looking around, he saw a fragment of wooden floor beneath him—that must be how he got here. Behind him, the waves looked calm, but he had no surety about being able to swim however far to inhabited land. Otherwise, all he saw was a jungle ahead of him, and a beach stretching along. "Goodness... where am I?" he muttered, getting off the wooden fragment and feeling upset by the lack of... well, anything else from the cruise ship. Was he the only person to survive? He sure hoped not...
The jungle, while promising in terms of getting food, wasn't something he was eager to visit in his current state of mind. So instead, Adrian began walking along the shore, eyes gliding between the trees and waves for any signs of people... But eventually, he saw someone! And it... wasn't any person he was expecting. It was a group of...
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