Smasher pushed himself up off the ground, sitting on his knees, he tried to get his bearings and remember what happened, but it's all foggy.
He rubbed his aching head,felt like he got clobbered, but he can't remember if someone jumped him or not.
Slowly standing to his feet,he surveyed the land, beach, ocean, and a jungle.
"Definitely not the streets of Brooklyn. " he mumbled as he stumbled along the beach..
He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, "HELLO ? CAN ANYONE HEAR ME ?"
Smasher turned around and looked over the ocean maybe he was shipwrecked?
The big man decided to follow along the shore, to see if he could spot some sort of wreckage, or maybe he wasn't alone, maybe there were people with him.