A remote tropical island

(Please do not post OOC here :) ~Alappassi )

Danielle couldn't bring herself to open her eyes. All she could hear was the sound of the waves hitting what was left of the ship. She knew there couldn't have been much left after what had happened the previous day. The light from the sun pierced through her eyelids as she lay there soaking wet and freezing. Danielle could only imagine what she would see if she opened her eyes.

After a few moments of laying there, she finally decided it was time to examine her surroundings. Everything was a mess. Pieces of the ship were everywhere. She shuddered. Her body felt too cold and weak to move. Every muscle in her body felt like it had been fighting... well, a storm. She didn't care to recall her survival of the wreck. Her mind was much too tired for that. As far as she knew, she was alive by pure luck.

Danielle heard someone moving. She lifted her head with the hope that she'd be able to see them. By the sounds of it, the person was going through the stuff that was left of the ship. Her throat was sore from having swallowed a terrible amount of sea water. "H-help," she whispered. She struggled to push her voice through her throat.

Danielle closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. She forced her upper half to rise into a sitting position. From there, she could see even more of the damage done to the ship. "Hello?" she asked quietly. Danielle couldn't get her voice to be any louder. She hoped that whoever was around would be able to hear her.

Bryn was rummaging through more items, and as she was passing one of the rooms a faint noise caught her attention. it was a voice, a very raspy and tired sounding voice. No louder than a mouse. She raised an eyebrow and hurried back the way that she had come, entered the room. When she spotted Danielle her eyes widened.

Bryn hurried over to her and knelt down in front of her. "Are you alright!?" She asked as she quickly began examining her. She mostly looked shook up, and Bryn was thankful for that. While fear wasn't a good thing it was still better than any serious injury. "My names Bryn, I will help you however I can. Does anything hurt really bad?"

Faith saw things in flashes. Waves splashing over the side of the boat. People yelling at her telling her to get in her room. Her boyfriend holding her closely and telling her not to panic. A loud crashing noise. Blackness.

At this, she forced herself to open her eyes, launching herself out of the peaceful state of sleep that she really wanted to stay in. At least there she wouldn't have to deal with reality. Upon opening her eyes, she saw that she was lying on top of Devon. His eyes were shut. He appeared to be sleeping peacefully. She shook his shoulder.

"Wake up asshole, we need to get a fire." When he didn't move, she lightly slapped his face. "Come on, I know you can hear me." Still he didn't move. Now she was panicking. She rushed to stand up, only to feel a sharp pain in her abdomen that caused her to fall backwards onto her ass. She lifted her shirt to see a puncture wound that was bleeding pretty badly. Looking at Devon, she saw the source.

When he fell backwards, he had been stabbed by a broken piece of wood that happened to be sticking up. She must have gotten some of it, but he clearly had it worse. Slowly, she crawled to him, placing two fingers to his neck. There wasn't a pulse.

Holding her injury, she forced herself to stand. She let out a loud cry of pain. She had to find people. She needed to get help. But most of all, she needed to get away from his corpse.

With a deep inhale, she began walking towards some noise that she heard. She hoped it was real. As she grew nearer, she heard the exchange of voices. Picking up her pace, she began heading towards them, desperate for help.

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."