The Ones Who Are Alone

Chapter 2

Oliver was woken by a sudden jolt of a wave and was washed further up the beach.
He slowly came round, Oliver got up, he was covered in sand, his mouth was dry and he could taste the salt.
He spotted a life boat, upside down on the sand next to it was a man, he was unconscious and it looked like he was wearing a white uniform.
Oliver slowly walked towards the man.
He also had a name tag saying 'Greg'.
He heard a faint sound of breathing coming from the man.
Oliver was glad to see someone that wasn't dead
So he decided to wake him up.
"Greg!" Shouted Oliver
Greg's eyes shoot open and he got up quickly.
"Where are we?" He asked after he recovered from the scare.
"I don't know" answered Oliver
Greg turned to the boat and tried to tip it.
"Some help please" he said
Oliver went to his side and they both got the boat right side up.
"That's great the boat has a massive hole in it!" Shout Greg
And sure enough there was a thirty cm puncture in the hull of the boat.
Oliver and Greg looked up and down the coast line then at the thick line of trees that lay a few meters in front of them.
The sky went dark as the sun went down at the edge of the horizon.
All of a sudden it went cold.
Greg went to the boat and pulled out a paddle and snapped it in half by breaking it over his leg.
"I saw this in a movie once" he said rubbing the two Brocken halves together.
Ten minutes past and nothing happened, by then the sun had set and it was freezing.
"Ma-maybe yo-you need to use st-st-stones" said Oliver slowly getting colder by the second.
Greg got up and found two stones on the sand and started banging them together trying to get a spark.
Awhile later Greg had made them a fire, he had used the paddle as wood to fuel it.
The fire had been going on for about thirty minutes and Greg and Oliver were warm enough to survive for the night.
Both of them were sitting around the fire.
Greg had taken off his shirt and put it over the fire to get it dry.
"What's your name?" Asked Greg
"Oliver" he replied
"Not meaning to be noisy or whatever, but was that your girlfriend on the raft"
Greg was talking about Maria.
"Cause I am so sorry what happened..."
"No that was my sister" said Oliver cutting him off.
A tier trickled down his face, he whipped it away quickly.
"I'm going to bed" he said
Greg nodded feeling a bit awkward.
Oliver got up and turned to the boat, he got in and lay there, pictures of Maria flashed in his mind, he closed his eyes, and went to sleep.