After about five minutes realizing I’ve been on the island, I’ve been stopped. Fantastic.
“What are you doing here?”
“My ship got wrecked and I got here after floating unconsciously for who knows how long!” I responded with force. If this person was going to, like, hurt me, I better show him I’m tough.
“Oh. Same here. Sorry.”
The person hiding popped out of the bush. He had dark hair and wore a sweatshirt, shorts, and sandals. He was also a bit shorter than me. Looked in the twenties if I say so myself.
“Call me Tim,” he said.
“Okay, Tim. I am Ryan,” I replied. I put out my hand to shake hands. “Nice to meet you.”
“I’ve found myself a pretty nice area to chill. Want to see where it is?” Tim asked, as he was shaking my hand.
I keeping my head in a swivel from the start of that walk. Boy, did I surprise myself a few times. Tim and I were walking when I felt a ropey-like thing on my feet. I yelped, thinking it was a snake.
“Yo, calm down, that is a tripwire, not a snake.”
“Why is it so long then?!”
“What? I have only rope in my bag. You expect me to bring, like, wire to Hawaii?”
After a few more jump-scares and fake-snakes, we arrived at Tim’s “place.” The land was flat, with short grass and soft dirt. I unpacked my sleeping bag and laid it down next to Tim’s sleeping bag. I pulled out everything in my backpack and found a useful item: tape. It didn’t get soaked because I accidentally put it in my food bag. Speaking of food, I was famished. Tim’s place had some pineapple trees. With Tim’s pocket knife, we ate pineapple for our meal.
“How long have you been on this island?”
“About a day already. What about you, Ryan?”
“About an hour.”
“So I’m assuming you rode a cruise liner to Hawaii like me and the then the shot, right?”
Tim’s face grimaced with confusion.
“I was unconscious riding my way to the island. The shooter knocked me out and I floated my way here.”
“I was one of those guys who jumped off the boat to survive. I swam my way until I found this island. My phone was waterproof, and thank god it was, but I received cellular and then my GPS app couldn’t track me. I tried everything and ended up wasting battery and data.”
“That’s strange. They both operate on satellites.”
“I knew that, too. I just don’t get it.”
We finished the pineapple and watched the sunset as nighttime beckoned. My first day of being on the island was over.