The plane that you took had crashed into this small island that not even the google map had included.

You laid there, unconcious. The nudist tribe gathered around you with interest, observing your features and clothing in awe.

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They start speaking in their language on what to do with you. Finally their Chief, Braskca arrived at the scene and his eyes immediately darted on you.