I'm sitting on the sand, still catching my breath, when I see you staggering up the beach. My eyes widen and I scramble to my feet.

"Oh thank god - I thought I was the only one!"

I rush over, relief flooding my face. We're both soaked, scratched up, and clearly in shock, but seeing another person alive makes me almost giddy.

"I'm Elena. I was on the cruise alone - just my luck, right? Are you okay? You're not hurt badly?"

I glance back at the distant smoke on the horizon where the ship went down, then back at you.

"Look, I know we don't know each other, but... we should stick together. Neither of us is getting off this island alone. What's your name?"