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That night Jimmy was sitting around a small campfire away from the others. He was just glad that all of his friends had survived the crash. Carl was fine, and Sheen had woken up. Aside from a horrible headache and being dizzy, he would be fine.

It had been a rough day. Most of the survivors were too shocked to get any work done. Jimmy couldn't blame them. But they had managed to get several small fires going as well as one large signal fire. He had kind of gone off by himself for the day. He needed to straighten out his head. Tomorrow he would help everyone.

Thirty-three. Over two hundred people went on that plane, thinking that they'd go on vacation or visit family. And only thirty-three survive. How does that happen?

Jimmy pulled a picture out of his pocket. It was a photo of his parents. He smiled a little as he saw the smiles on their faces. He didn't even bother to wipe away the tear that was rolling down his cheek.

Cindy quietly came up behind him and tat down next to him. She looked at the picture he was holding. She pulled out a photo of her parents as well. "You know, they're worried as hell right now," she sadly told him.

Jimmy rubbed the back of his neck. He hadn't even thought about what the people back home must be going through. "So, what's our status?" Jimmy asked Cindy.

Cindy sat in silence for a moment. "Well, thirty-one other people survived," she told him. He nodded his head, he had already known that. "Libby, Carl, Nick, Butch, Betty, Brittany, Sheen, and Bolbi are all that survived from our class."

Jimmy took a moment to take all of that in. "What about food and water?"

Cindy sighed. "Some of us brought back coconuts from the jungle. That's it," she sadly told him.

Jimmy nodded his head. "Tomorrow I'll search the wreckage and see if anything survived the explosion. At least we have a signal fire going," he told her as he looked at the huge fire that Nick and some others were monitoring.

"What do you mean, tomorrow? We're going to be rescued tonight. There are going to be hundreds of people searching for us. With all of today's technology, they'll find us in no time," Cindy told him.

Jimmy just smiled a little. "Yeah, you're right," he said before Cindy got up and walked off. He didn't have the heart to tell her that they were hundreds of miles off course. The pilot had said that they had lost radio contact and had changed their path. People were looking for them in the wrong place.