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         Danielle released a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. Relief washed over her when a girl spotted her. "Are you alright!?" She nodded and sat up, wincing at the pain the shot through her stomach. "My names Bryn, I will help you however I can. Does anything hurt really bad?"

Danielle looked at the girl for a moment. "I... I don't think so. Just my throat and my stomach. I don't know how I swallowed so much of the water." Her mind was going through a bit of shock. It was finally beginning to hit her that the ship was destroyed in the middle of nowhere. Will I ever be able to see my family again? A tear slid down her cheek at the thought of never seeing the people she loved again.

A loud cry tore her from her thoughts. She looked at Bryn with wide eyes. "Did you hear that?" She got up on her feet. A sharp pain went through her stomach again. Her muscles complained and her head throbbed, but she temporarily pushed it aside. Someone else was alive and they were moving toward Bryn and Danielle. She headed toward the doorway and leaned against it for support. It was a little weak, but she wasn't heavy enough to make it matter. "Hello?" she said to the girl heading their way. She looked back at Bryn. "Please tell me I'm not crazy."

         Bryn rubbed the top of her head as she sat among a pile of broken wood, in what used to be her bedroom... The place was a mess. Her window had been broken along with the bed. Her luggage had been strewn every which way and her roommate lay dead on the floor, underneath a overturned dresser. The sound of waves lapped against the side of the ship, making Bryn queezy. She just sat there, trying to take it all in...

She remembered going to bed and then waking to the sound of the pouring rain and then she had been thrown this way and that. The next thing she knew there had been a loud crashing sound and the boat had begun filling with water... but Bryn's room had not been submerged, the side of the ship she was staying in was the side that was resting on top of the coral reef. She had been saved by the very thing that had killed many. Though she hardly considered herself lucky at this point.

After sitting on the floor in a daze for what seemed like hours, Bryn managed to get herself to her feet. She stood and leaned against the wall, trying to catch herself from falling over. She was not injured, just in a bit of a shock. After she found herself able, she set out into the hall. Bryn had to climb over several broken shards of glass and even a few tables and chairs. She studied the damage before returning to her room.

Once there she grabbed her suit case and stuffed it with clothes, and then even some of her roommates clothes. She felt a bit guilty about this... but well... she had read many survival stories and one had to get past the feeling of guilt if they truly wanted to survive. She packed some toothpaste, but could not find her tooth brush. She also made sure to grab one of the sheets and a pillow case, who knew what she may need!

After packing, she picked up the suit case and headed back out into the hall. Once there she grabbed the first aid kit that had been flung from the wall and dragged it out onto the deck.

Bryn took this moment to observe. She was immediately blinded by the sunlight and had to shade her eyes to see. Not far off, was a tropical island, which meant life! She almost smiled with joy. After a closer inspection of the ship she noticed that one of the dinghies was still in a salvageable condition. It had a chunk missing out of it's side, but so long as she didn't try to take too many heavy things at once the gap shouldn't go under the water and sink, or so she hoped. She dragged the suit case over and loaded it into the small boat, then threw the first aid kit in as well.

After, Bryn went back into the boat to see what she could find... or who she could find...