Ash

A ringing. A ringing pulsed in my ear. An ear splitting, piercing sound. My sight is fuzzy, like when you open your eyes under water without goggles. I look around. My fingers claw at the dirt and forrest floor. My sight becomes clear and I stare through a frame of leaves and tree branches opening up to the gray sky. I have no recollection of what had happened, no flashbacks, nothing. My toes wiggle in my oversized hiking boots and my fingers skim over leaves and debris as I bend my arm to reach my head. Everything is in slow-motion. I turn my head to the left to find Jim, my hiking partner, sprawled out on the damp Forrest ground. I open my mouth, straining to produce a sound.

A group of survivors must survive much more then a plane crash. They're stranded on a very dangerous island, full of secrets. Little do they know making it off the island alive is the biggest challenge of all.