You wash up onto the sandy, tropical beach. The last thing you remember is the ship shuddering underneath you, before you hit your head. You sit up dizzily in the sand, but crumple. When you next wake up, you are shocked to see the face of Jessica Santos, recluse multibillionare and celebrity, leaning over you and smiling calmly, and well as giving you a view the paparazzi would kill for.

Jessica: Hello. This is my secret island. I'm afraid you can't leave.