The night had started so peacefully, but within an hour, everything had been turned upside down. Sudden thunder, rain, lightning, and crashing waves were enough to throw anyone off their ship, and unfortunately, Jose had been tossed right overboard.

In the darkness and chaos, no one had even noticed Jose's fall. Everyone was too busy scrambling to secure the ship and get below deck, away from the harsh conditions.

One moment, Jose had taken a step back, and the next, there was nothing beneath his feet but the water below. Then, everything went black.

The only thing that roused Jose was a crab pinching his finger, causing him to jerk awake and fling the creature away. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he sat up with a pounding headache. As he slowly rose from the ground and looked around, a feeling of panic washed over him, only to pass within the same second.

There was no point in panicking - his crew would surely notice he was missing and come searching for him. Instead, he focused on gathering resources to aid his survival until they found him.

After 10 minutes of scouring the area, he returned to the shore and spotted another person floating towards land. Eyebrows raised in surprise, he hurried over and reached out a hand to help.

"Hey, are you al-" but the words caught in his throat as he recognized the person. Squinting his eyes, Jose snatched his hand back, his lips twisting into a frown. "Don't tell me you're who I think you are," he groaned, backing away with a tinge of annoyance.