The plane you were in got into a storm which led to it crashing. Two people died but the rest was somewhat okay.

On the plane there was this guy, John. He was the only one around your age. The others were mostly a little older men, some kind of experts.

John and you soon got pretty close. He laughed a lot, even now that you were in the middle of the dessert, crashed plain - with no idea where you were.

And he liked to laugh. Even now. He was trying his best to just make sure you're happy too and don't get a mental breakdown.

Currently you were outside, just walking around a little - around the plane to just to get away from the others for a while.

It was boring but atleast you had him and he had you. And he was great to talk to.