The steady wave of the ocean pushed a young woman, only 27 years old, onto the shore. The hot, summer sun beat down on her face, taking her away from the unconscious world.
Idaho -- her name -- opened her chocolate eyes, blinking a few times. She smacked her lips, which were dry and salty. Soon she blur in her eyes disappeared and she looked around, shielding her face from the burning sunlight.
Slowly standing up, she tried to figure out where she was. It seemed like a tropical island, definitely not one she had learned about in college. It was lush, as if no man or woman had ever been here.
How did I even get here in the first place? The thought hit her, and she tried to recollect her thoughts. Though she couldn't remember completely, she did find key parts... an unexpected storm, the captain having a heart attack and falling into the ocean, unconscious.
She swallowed hard, remembering the scene of people frantically swimming in the ocean, many drowning.
She decided to get moving, adventuring the lush island she was now stranded on. It was beautiful, that was true. But she knew that the beauty of the island might be dangerous, especially with all the trees. Who knew what night would bring?
"Wow..."
In front of Idaho was a beautiful bright blue river, with a large waterfall and full of fish. The water seemed to glow and, though her head was spinning, Idaho felt at peace right next to the river.
"I think I've found my new home!"
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