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Shipwrecked

The last thing you remember is the sound of rending metal as the yacht you were on capsized. The currents pull you under and darkness takes you.

You awake on sand, the cold night air howling at you. You stumble to your feet after a few tries, and survey your surroundings.

The dark beach is silent except for the crash of the waves. Ahead of you lies a jungle.

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