It was warm, it was summer after all, Jack reminded herself as she stepped out onto the tarmac that led to the small private plane they would be taking to the resort. She had won an all-expenses paid trip to an alumni of Cambria University’s private island where he had built a beach resort. They would be one of the first guests, some people with loads of money had been given the opportunity to purchase the vacation package early and arrived on the island just a few days before Jack and her fellow raffle winners would be.

She had her football bag slung over her shoulder packed with her clothes and things. She was wearing black and white Nike trainers with lime green shorts and a lime green football jersey, it was what she was most comfortable in. She was the first one on the plane, greeted by the gruff pilot, who didn’t introduce himself and their tour guide, Amelia.

Amelia was maybe a few years older than Jack with curly blond hair and girlish figure, obviously hired to make people feel at ease. She was wearing a bright blue polo with khaki capris, two palm trees crossing was the logo on her shirt next to her nametag.

“Let me take that for you,” Amelia smiled sweetly as she reached for the beaten up strap on Jack’s shoulder. “Welcome to Kamatayan Airways! Pick any seat you would like Miss Rogers.”

“Thanks,” Jack handed it to her with a practiced sweet smile of her own, her perfectly straight teeth bleached white for appearance sake.

Jack ran her hand absentmindedly through her long brown hair, even though it was pulled back into a straight ponytail, pulling her bangs out of her hazel green eyes. She took a window seat and waited for her classmates to arrive. Amelia walked by, handing her a tropical drink with a little pink umbrella in it. Jack took a small sip and was extremely glad she had. “Tequila sunrise? It’s my favorite but isn’t it a little early to be drinking?”

Amelia winked at Jack as more students boarded the plane. “Never too early in paradise!”

Jack settled back into her seat and sipped quietly on her drink, wondering if it was coincidence that the drink was her favorite.

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Meanwhile on Kamatayan Island….

Red lights were flashing all through the paradise resort. Guests of the resort were running in a panic out of the building. A prerecorded message played over the speakers. “This is Kamatayan Island Emergency Broadcasting System. Please evacuate the resort immediately. This is not a drill. Please evacuate the resort immediately. A hurricane has been spotted heading towards the island. Please report to the emergency shelter.” The message played on a loop as the guests ran as fast as they could down the sandy path leading to what resort staff indicated was the emergency shelter.

Guests ran into a concrete building and were herded by resort staff into a large platform elevator. Once everyone was accounted for the staff activated the elevator and they started heading down. They were maybe 30 feet below ground when the elevator came to an unexpected halt. The staff seemed just as perplexed as the guests as they tried to get the elevator moving again.

A TV screen mounted to one of the elevator walls flickered to life, an image of Dr. Edgar Stewart, the resort owner, displayed on screen. “Please remain calm, I can assure you the storm is nothing to be worried about.”

There was something about the way he delivered the line that made the blood of every person on the elevator run cold. A guest stepped forward. “Stewart, the elevator isn’t working properly.”

Dr. Stewart smiled, giving him the appearance of someone who was just slightly off somehow. “It’s working just as I designed it to. I regret that I couldn’t be there in person for this, it seems my time table was slightly off. No matter, those kids couldn’t have helped you anyway. I’ll deal with them when they arrive. Please, enjoy your ride.”

Before anyone could say anything the TV flickered off again. The next thing anyone knew after that was just darkness….

She was starting to regret entering in that damn raffle. It sounded like a good idea at the time. Getting away from school and stress and just hanging out getting her tan on for the next ten days. As she stood on the tarmac, staring at the small private plane they were to take, Madelynn was starting to regret her decision.

She bit her bottom lip and adjusted her heavy duffle bag on her shoulder. Exhaling a heavy breath, Madelynn started walking up to the plane, her anxiety flaring, the closer she got. "You can do this. You can do this. You'll be fine." Madelynn closed her eyes and repeated the phrases over and over in her head.

As she walked across the black tarmac, she could feel the heat from it practically suffocating her. Again, she exhaled and continued until she reached the stairs. She didn't stop. Madelynn kept going until she was inside the plane. Once she was inside, she calmed a little, and noticed the flight attendant. A girl she was sure the male passengers would enjoy.

Madelynn immediately felt the cool air inside the plane against her legs. She wore a pair high waisted, denim shorts that were frayed at the hems. An asymmetrical crop top, the color of red wine covered her torso. Well, all except the thin strip of her stomach in the front. On her feet, were black and grey colored Nike shoes.

Madelynn pulled her auburn hair over her shoulder to allow the air to hit the back of her neck. As she did, she looked around and saw someone else was already on the plane. She looked so familiar. What was her name? She squinted her eyes as if it would help her remember. Apparently it did, because she did remember. Everyone called her Jack. She offered a friendly smile to the girl, but that was all.

"I'll take that." The pretty flight attendant said cheerfully as she placed a hand on the strap of her bag, startling her. Madelynn smiled and nodded, letting the bag slide off of her shoulder and into the woman's hands. She then went and found herself an aisle seat near the back. Moments later, the flight attendant came back and handed her a drink.

Madelynn stared at the drink, then up at the woman. She had a wide grin. Madelynn smiled and shrugged, accepting the drink. "It's 5 o'clock somewhere, right?" Hopefully the alcohol would calm her nerves a little bit. How the hell they knew her favorite drink was Run and Coke, was beyond her. She wasn't going to argue though, and took a long drink from the straw provided. It was perfect.

John was staring at the raffle ticket.He cannot believe it a island getaway and he did not even have to pay millions of dollars.
Ten days are long days and can give him a breather before going back.Perhaps it will even help him calm his nerves so he can be ready to become a lawyer! He had a few second thoughts about it but his final decision was to go to the vacation.

John arrived at the airport and head inside he thought the trip was a public plane but he was wrong.It was a private jet with luxurious features and all of his expenses was paid.He was very excited that he ran.He was a little late but not the he was going to be left point.He walked around before finding the tarmac.Once he found the tarmac he peaked inside before walking inside.

He walked inside the tarmac and looked around it was a long tarmac,he looked around but found nothing that interests him.He was wearing a t-shirt with the text 'I Love Law!!!' written in it.It was topped by a black jacket.He would look at door before sprinting forward.He got near the door but he was a little exhausted from the run.He peaked inside before finally deciding to walk inside.

He walked inside the plane before being excited it was big as if it was made for the richest people in the world.The flight attendants walked around until one comes near John and said "Hello there please go ahead and sit you have nothing to worry about." The flight attendant smiled before walking away.John admired the ship but he decided to go ahead and find a sit as fast as possible..

John dusted off his jacket before trying to found out where he will sit, he did not look around as he was excited to sit and fly.He found a window seat in the middle row which he gladly chose to be where he will sit in.He placed his bag at the overhead bin before sitting in the in the window seat.He decided to put his backpack near him instead of the overhead bin.He looked at the window."This is gonna be perfect."

The same flight attendant from before approached him and hands him a cocktail.It was one of his favorite cocktails.How did they know it? He was not sure but he decided to drink it before pulling out a small book from his backpack titled 'Guide to operating and fixing advanced mechanical engines.' He settled in the chair before deciding to read it.