Eric's ears rang like sirens. He looked at his arms, which were splattered with crimson blood. But it wasn't his blood. "Shit. Could get infected," he murmered to himself, but he was more focussed on the trees. Something was wrong with the leaves. Eric stepped forward cautiously, pulling the axe out from the flight attendant. He was normally squeamish, but in his situation, there wasn't room for being squeamish. The axe came out caked in dried blood. Eric felt a slight sense of pleasure as the axe glided out of the blonde's abdomen and into his bloody hands. He ignored it though, and approached the tree with great trepidation. He finally was within reach of the leaves. Slowly and carefully, he pulled the leaves away and...

It was a lizard climbing the tree. Eric had just burst out in unhappy, anxious laughter at this fact when he heard a scream. A scratching, terrifying scream that would only come up in night terrors. Yet here he was. Frozen in fear, Eric scanned the area, looking in every crevass, behind every tree, in every pond, when he saw it. A human figure ran out on all fours before stopping and observing from a cliff face. It scanned with terrifying, maniacal eyes before gawking at Eric and nothing else. What felt like years went by, before it let out it's bloodcurdling screech again. This time, it jumped down the relatively short cliff and charged at Eric. "Oh shit!" Instinctively, he darted straight for the ocean. His legs began to hurt halfway down the hill; he had never been an athletic person. He glanced back and saw the obscure humanoid on all fours, like a dog. Not stopping to ask why this was even happening, he leaped gracefully into the pacific ocean. He expected the thing he now identified as female to follow him into the water, but to his surprise, she ran away. Eric let out a large sigh of relief as he swam towards a yacht he had spotted. "Hello? Sorry I boarded your yacht. Some freaky monster thing chased me to the beach! Hello?" Eric yelled into the boat-thing he didn't remember the name of. He knocked on a door, to no answer. "Huh. Unlocked," he murmered while turning the doorknob. He saw a decomposing body. A decomposing body. Eric ran out to the deck and sat down. He was going to die. Here. On this island.

Alone.