You woke up coughing up sea water and sand on your hands. The last thing you remembered was that you were on a boat and it started to sink. Your eyes finally opened wide to see where you were. You were on a island, a random island. No one was there except for your… enemy, Bruce.

He was up trying to make a fire hen he noticed you moving.

“Damn it, you were gonna be my food for tonight even though you barely have any meat on your bones.” He was clearly joking.