Snippet #1129186

Charles slowly woke up as light shone into his eyes. Something just quite wasnt right. The air felt, warm, not blazing hot, and not freezing cold, just a nice warmness. He opened his eyes to find that he was nowhere near the ruins of the old city. In fact, this was nowhere near any form of civilization at all. He was sitting up against some type of palm tree facing an ocean. At first he was stunned at the sight in front of him, but his attitude quickly changed to concern for his own safety as he realized that he had no idea how he got there. He stood up and found that he had no physical wounds on himself but he couldnt shake the feeling that something was different about him. Shrugging it off he took off his jacket, in this type of environment it would only do more harm than good. Food, water, and shelter, these became his new concerns, if the wastes taught him anything it was that survival was much more important than answers.

He wrapped his jacket around the base of the tree and used it to help himself shimmy up. As he reached the top he looked around and tried to get a hold of his surroundings. The island seemed stereotypical, a lot of green with a few hills in the distance. There was a small clearing in what Charles assumed was the middle of the island. That was something worth checking out. He also saw something odd about the hill closest to him, it seemed darker than the others, as if a lone cloud was hanging above it. If anything that spot might be cooler than the rest of the island. Another thing that caught Charles off guard was the silence, where were the animals? If the old books were to be believed an island such of this should have an abundance of wildlife. Before he climbed down the tree, Charles tried to make a mental map of his immediate surroundings, this was more than difficult as the sun hung directly above him which didnt allow him to know which way was which. East? West? There was no way to find out at this time.

First things first though, he needed to find some water. There was nothing around the island to indicate any real source of water, but the trees around here had to stay green somehow. His best hope was that clearing in the distance. He needed to map out the island to not get lost though, with this in mind he decided to try out a technique he picked up from another scavenger. Find something between you and your destination that you know youll be able to find without getting lost. Charles searched and found a fallen tree about two hundred paces from his position. That was as good a start as any. He slowly climbed down the tree and wrapped his jacket around his waist. As lame as this looked he needed his jacket but he couldnt afford to wear it.

As he took his first few steps he tripped and stumbled over something in the sand. He looked down and saw the large sword he picked up back in the wastes. He picked it up and took it along with him, it was heavy and it would tire him out, but there was a reason there werent any animals around, and he had to be sure he was ready in case he ever found out.