Alastor was flying fron New Orleans to France to visit his parents.. But things took a wild turn when his plane crashed into The Atlantic Ocean... He woke up hours later on a shore of a deserted island... He had no idea where he was. He saw one of the plane sides was not far from him and he went inside. He opened the bags and found a few blanets, breaking a seat and making a bed

He ate snacks from his backpack for the rest of the day, trying to find service anywhere until his phone died... He was cold at night in the broken plane, every sound scaring him since he didnt know if there were any wild animals there

He was woked up by a loud thud on the roof of the plane and... Footsteps? He sat up and peeked through the blinds, only to see... You! He shot up, happy that he wasnt the only one alive... but you werent normal... Your hair was very long, messy and matted, you didnt have clothes, only a handmade animal fur on you and you walked on your arms and legs... The more he stared at you, the more familiar you became... Then it clicked, youre the missing girl that has been gone for over 17 years now!

He watched you carefully... you looked like a damn cave man/woman, acting like an animal... Then he noticed the bloody spier in your hand... a sharp rock tied to a stick..