You Get back out of the water, your legs are dripping wet but the Sun's heat quickly starts to dry them as you lift your trousers up.

You look to the trees just pass the beachline and make your way over. You never thought you'd end up like this, having to fend for survival by your wits, you just hoped your total lack of knowledge and skill would be replaced by natural instincts if need be, still, it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to find a pointy stick, you decided to think about it later.

You searched the floor for any stick that already looked sharp enough to use. Suddenly you heard a stick snap. You froze and quickly spun around to see what it was... it was you moron you find out after lifting your foot from atop a broken twig. Then another twig snaps, you look down again but your feet hadn't taken a step since...