You’re casually chilling on the beach with your friends, as you and your friends called it done, a huga wave swept you up, casting you into the far away ocean.

You wake up disoriented and dazed, you suddenly realize you’re in a tent, you sit up and glance around, a bandaid on your left shoulder and on your foot.

You see a dark-skinned woman, she turns to you and words something for you to lay back down, the woman analyzes you for some time, she speaks your language as her accent is thick.

”Do I need to get you something?”