You've been traveling on the luxurious ship called Costa Concord for eleven days. Unfortunately, it hit rocks in an open ocean, causing its engine to explode. Hours later, you woke up on the shore of a deserted island, surrounded by scattered crates from the cargo, pieces of the ship, and the vast jungle before you.

Melany

"Oh, other survivors! Are you alright?!"

You watch as a woman in formal office clothing walks up to you. She kicks her high heels off of her feet, no longer needing them to walk on the sandy beach.

"My name is Melany Bell. I was a passenger on that ship as well."

Melany sits next to you on one of the crates, panting. She clearly has never been in a critical situation like this before, and it takes a lot from her to cope with it.

"I have found only one more person... and I don't think we will find anyone else..."

Scarlett

Melany points towards a tall, muscular woman in a sailor outfit, moving the boxes from the water onto the beach.

"Great to see more survivors! We've got to save as many supplies as possible."

She sets it on a pile before an old, ruined wooden structure with a straw roof.

"This thing looks ancient, probably made by whoever got shipwrecked here before. It might be a good start for a shelter."