Chapter 1
"What happened?"
"I'm not sure!"
"Where's the boat?"
"It went down!"
"What are we going to do? We're stranded!"
"What kind of island is this?"
"I'm not sure, doesn't look normal does it?"
"Roar!"
"Run!"
Screaming ensues for only a little while, then silence.
As I begin to regain consciousness time has lost its finality. The soft, warm sand that I find myself laying in is inviting me to stay just a little bit longer. The cool breeze coming off the ocean is as enticing as the sand. "Beautiful," I mumble. I could stay on this beach forever; I don't have to move or get up. A sharp pain in my head returns me to the cruel reality. "Five more minutes," I mumble again waving a hand at an invisible person who is trying to remove me from my comfortable beach. Again a throbbing pain in the back of my head. "Fine." I sat up and yawned. I slowly opened my eyes and was greeted by the vast ocean before me. It was a brilliant shade of purple blue that reflected the likewise sunset. Waves were crashing against the white sand. I struggle to my feet and sway a bit as I become dizzy. The wound in my head throbs. I touch it and look at my hand. Mixed with the sand is blood. I walk to the ocean and kneel at the oceans edge. I gently dip my head closer to the ground while a gentle wave washes over my head. A terrible stinging sensation brings tears to my eyes. I wait for another wave. It again washes over me a little less painful than the first wave.
Confident that I had washed away at least most of the sand in my head, I stood up and looked behind me. Vast jungle like forest stood behind me. In the far distance there was a mountain. Glancing to the left I saw an outcropping of land also shrouded in dense vegetation. To the right a similar outcropping. It would seem, there is no obvious choice of direction to take. Glancing at the darkening sky, I sighed. There is no telling what creatures live in the forest. And no telling what other dangers besides the creatures lay ahead. For now, it would seem, that I needed to find shelter. I walked along the sand staying along the ocean as I headed out to the outcropping on the right. Flickers of lights had swept through the forest as I walked along the shore. Following them seemed ill advised as I've read too many books and have seen far too many movies. As I walked I tried to figure out what exactly had happened that landed me on this island alone.
It was a beautiful day as we climbed aboard the ship. It wasn't a large ship the Intâmplare, our captain who had a heavy Romanian accent, had an average trawler boat. It wasn't large but it was enough for me and a few others to board and have enough space. There was a couple who wanted to get to America, a hiker who wanted to go to Iceland, myself, and the captain. We departed from Denmark early in the morning and headed out towards Iceland, the closer of the destinations. A trip that should have taken roughly two days. Something went wrong. Terribly wrong. While trying to sleep beneath the deck, I heard arguing with the captain. "Where are we?!" shouted one of the passengers. "We are on track." Said the captain. "No, we aren't. Look-"obviously the passenger was showing the captain a map, "We should have passed this three hours ago." "I know where we are." Said the captain simply. Then there were strong winds and rough seas. I did not come up from below the deck even when I heard more arguing above the roaring winds. There were odd calls from the wind. Almost like birds, but not any I recognized. Then there was a groan from the boat and a loud crack. Then as I finally decided to get up and check what was going on, it all went black.
The sky was now completely dark, there was no hint of light besides the still flickering lights in the forest. After tripping over a couple rocks and stumbling around for a while. I sat down on another section of beach. This area was rockier than the sandy part I had woken up to. Well, I asked for an adventure.