The Island

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic

A man awakes with no recollection of who he is and a beautiful women over him.

The Island

Our plane crashed nearly a week ago, or so they tell me. I have no recollection of the event or my life before. The flight attendant told me my name is Corey, but no one seems to know my last name. All I remember is waking up on the beach of the island this morning. I sat up in the sand and looked around at the chaos that surrounded me. Bodies of those who didn’t survive the impact still lay scattered on the sand and pieces of charred plane polluted the white beach. My stomach flipped and I quickly rolled to my stomach and heaved up whatever was left of its contents. I spit and sat up coughing.

In front of me all I could see was water that stretched out for miles. Huge white tipped waves crashed against the shore mercilessly. Behind me the land was covered in trees and other greenery sloping upward into what looked, to me, like a mountain.

“Wow, I didn’t think you were really going to wake up.”

I turned startled. She was young. Her dark hair clung to her face with sweat and dirt stained her skin, yet there was a light about her. Maybe it was the soft way she spoke or that her bright green eyes so greatly contrasted everything I’d seen since I woke up. They were calm and hopeful and somehow reminded me of a life before all this that I have no recollection of. 

“I thought you might like some water,” she said reaching down to hand me a large bottle.

“How long have I been out?” I asked after taking a long vitalizing drink.

“It’s been four days. Some thought you were dead,” she replied.

Four days? I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t speak. I just sat there trying to take in what I’d learned. Could I really have been asleep for that long, and if it really had been that long, why hadn’t we been found yet?

“Sorry, my name is Abigale. I just realized I never introduced myself,” she said.

“I’m…” my voice trailed off. I couldn’t remember my name. I raked my fingers through my hair trying to pull a name from my mind, but there was nothing. I tried to remember what had happened when the plane had crashed; again I had no recollection of the incident. In fact, I couldn’t remember much of anything before the crash.

I looked back up at her from where I sat shaking my head. Her green eyes widened as she stared down at me.

“You don’t remember.”

I shook my head again.

She was silent for a moment then spoke, “That’s ok, Corey. Maria, the flight attendant knew who you were.”

She reached down to touch my face. When she drew away, dark sticky blood had stained her fingertips.

“Looks like that needs to be cleaned again. Let me go find a first aid kit. I’ll be right back, she said before turning to leave. I lay back on the sand and allowed my eyes to close.  

Chapter 2

When I awoke everything was pitch black. The only telling factor that this whole ordeal was not some twisted dream was the thick stench of rotting flesh. When I tried to get up, I was overcome by a sharp, stabbing pain in my temple. I quickly sank back into the sand and made the conscious decision to wait till morning to make any progress.

The next day I awoke to a bright and cheerful sunrise. I was the first up. People lay sleeping on the beach all around me, and not far off lay the six bodies of the dead. From this distance in the early morning hours they could just be sleeping along with everyone else, but I knew better.

I stood pressing my hand to my head when the sharp pain sprung forth again. I took a few hesitant steps and it subsided.

A figure stirred on the edge of the beach. When she sat up I could tell it was Abigale. I made my way around sleeping people to where she sat.

“Corey?” she murmured groggily.

“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied.

“Well, you’re up early.”

“Well, I’ve gotten plenty of sleep,” I responded. We sat in silence for a moment before I spoke. “We’ve been here almost a week and no one has bothered to bury the six people who died.”

“I know, they’re beginning to smell really awful. People are starting to complain”; she paused before continuing, “I guess they just figured we’d be rescued sooner, and that the families would want to take their loved ones home to burry. No one thought we’d still be here after a week.”

“Well, I think it’s pretty obvious something needs to be done now, whether help is coming or not, and what do they think is going to happen when the small amount of food and water they had on the plane runs out?”

“Tom and the others have been discussing that.” Abigale said.

“Who’s Tom?”

“He’s kind of taken charge in a way. He was the only one who was calm during all the chaos. I think someone mentioned he was a war vet, but I’m not sure it’s true.”

“Has anyone been into the forest to try to find fresh water?”

“Sort of,” she replied.

“Sort of?” I questioned.

“Well, weird noises come from there at night. The two men who did go in say they saw something and are terrified to try and go back.


Submitted: December 08, 2014

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Charlie Montgomery

i dont know if this is done or not. is this a short story or a chapter book? if its a chapter book you should choose novel instead so you can add chapters by themselves, and upload individual chapters when they are done, its not easy for me to explain so go to a author page and look at one if it helps other wise dunno. also you should add these to featured writing, since your on chapter two you can turn that on by going to add or edit. i apoligize if you know this already and im just being annoying.

Mon, December 8th, 2014 4:07pm

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