Snippet #2477189

Tom was suddenly confronted by a girl younger then himself by a few years. "Hey wait!" She shouted, the shout ringing in his mind as though he were in a church bell. Causing him to wince as she stood before him hand out in a welcoming motion. Tom made note that her name was Lilly and that he too was glad to see someone here. He took her hand in his callused work laden hand, shaking it before going on himself "Thomas, and I have no idea". Relief filled him, he wasn't the most social person but he didnt want to be the king of coconuts for the rest of his days. If there happened to be cannibals he bet himself that he could outrun Lilly for that matter. He laughed a little to himself before continuing. "Did the boat sink? I don't even remember getting onto the life boat, did you happen to see a short ginger kid with aviator sun glasses?"

If there were no one older then himself on the island, or any natives, or anyone else. He wouldn't know what to do besides follow the three rules of survival. Finding fresh water, which could be obtained via coconuts. Food, again coconuts or fish. Shelter, which he could easily make, but where is the question. The sun was at about one in the afternoon covering his eyes he scanned the horizon for any other life boats. The current would pull them in, hopefully. He couldn't imagine being lost at sea.