His mad dash came to a quick stop has he tripped on a tree root, stumbled, lost his footing and fell banging his head in the process. Suffering from slight amnesia he got up racking his brains trying to work out what he'd been doing before and how he'd ended up face down on the ground with a very badly bruised left ankle. Then he heard a woeful spinetingling wail. "Everyone's dead" he consoled himself. "That's why there's a graveyard." "But then who buried the people" he mused, his heart skipped a beat "Stupid fantasies," he muttered under his breath "it's nothing." "I'm imagining things." He headed onwards in the direction of the beach at snail's pace, utterly exhausted from his adventure.
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The Castaway
AdventureJacob is stranded, castaway, on an island with no food or water and no clue where he is. will he survive or perish?
