LILY! LILY! LI-.
The last thing I heard. My name, the only thing I could think of. Lily Johnson? No. Lily Soto? No. I cant't remember anything.
It's dark, cold and foggy. The stench of gas fills my lungs. I see a small glint of light off into the distance, it's a fire! Finally, my first sighting of people. I get up in pain, and I start my way towards the light.
I'm getting closer and closer. I'm almost there. I think I can make it. In a panic, I stop. I hear rustling as I get closer and closer. I could be in a really bad situation here. Or maybe it's just people celebrating or whatever. But I decided to get out of plain sight, and I get over into the bushes. But then I notice a sign, It's hard for me to see but I make it out to be "Jamapa Island."
I'm thirsty, hungry and many more. I need to find some source of water...
