Arion lifted his head up when he heard the waves. The pain instantly came, so he dropped his head and turned to the side, seeing a bunch of people comforting eachother, but most importantly, they were on an island. "I'm pretty sure I was on a plane before..." He got up and took a look out to the sea, hoping he could find the tail of the plane, but the search was in vain. He looked around the island and saw a forest nearby. He would need to get food and supplies, along with shelter and he'd need the help of the others. I'm glad I was flying to my grandparents on my own... But what will my family think? I'm probably just assumed dead. He then approached the group of people and stayed silent, listening to the conversations, trying to find out if they had a plan. Of course, Arion had a plan forming in his mind already.