Keep in mind I have added one character of mine to the story,
Prologue
Screaming. Kerry McCarthy snapped her eyes open and to her disbelief she didn't see the ceiling of a plane, but rather, trees.
Her breathing intensified. Did they? She wasn't sure. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked around. This was a bad idea as there was a gash on her arm. She brought her hand up to her arm to check the extent of her damage. Could be worse she thought. It could have fallen off…
It was leafy green jungle all around. Karen cursed, partly because of where she was, partly because of her arm. She stood up and steadied herself and decided to make her way to the beach. The beach. Yes. Everyone is there.
She stumbled through the jungle, calling out names of the people who had introduced themselves to her on the plane.
After what seemed like hours, Kerry finally stumbled out onto the beach. The screams were louder and the beach was scattered with plane parts. One man stood out to Kerry though, because he was helping. She was awakened from her shock that no-one else was helping by that one man.
"What's your name?" the man called out.
Kerry was startled. The gash on her arm was right through her clothes. Why was he asking her name?
"Kerry McCarthy."
The man jogged up to her. "Jack Shephard." he said "You know anything about medicine? CPR, first aid?" he asked hurriedly.
Kerry nodded. "Yea. "
"Good." Jack said. "Start by keeping people alive." and with that he ran off to help out a pregnant woman.
Kerry stood there, stupefied. So they did. They crashed.
