A burning flash of sunlight, the smell of water, and Sean was up. The lanky student gripped his head, groaning lugubriously as he hoisted himself up. He looked forward, seeing decadent fauna and vibrant flora, a transition from sandy beach to lush jungle. Sean went to check his watch, surprised to find it smashed, still on his wrist, the hour hand sinking into the sand. He then decided to turn around.
Sean gripped his head again, trying to control his breathing.
"Oh shit, oh shit..how the hell did this happen?"
He tried to gather what remained of his belongings, a suitcase with a chunk of metal embedded in the front. As his head kept reeling, he looked around to see if anyone else had survived?