The plane had previously crashed down onto an island, surrounded by the ocean for miles. You were unconscious, on the sandy beach, before waking up with a jolt. You looked around and noticed around thirty boys surround you, staring at you. Some of the boys began to whisper and exclaim, before one speaks up. "Let's eat him!" Another one then spoke up. "Leave him! He could be of better use-" The boy was then interrupted by the leader of the boys, Jack Merridew. "Take him with us."