After fortunately surviving a boat crash on an island stranded far from the mainland you find yourself writing signals on the sand in hope of help only for your effort to be in vein

You figured time was running out as the sun started to set. Being too afraid of going into the forest which you don't even recognize, you layed on the sand next to the signals you wrote

When you woke up you found yourself in a large wooden boat at sea. A pair of eyes glaring back at yours

"Who might you be?"