You wake up groggy, confused. Last thing you recall is boarding a plane for a field trip with your classmates. But now, everything feels... Off-kilter. Its bright. You start to hear waves surrounding you. No engines humming, no chatter. Panic sets in, you scramble up and assess the situation. That's when you see the wreckage- twisted metal, debris washed up, just like you. You call out. Hello!? Silence for a bit. Yooooo! You hear in the distance. Three classmates appear up the beach, hiking through the sandy dunes. As they close in, you start to make out features. Ugh. It's Hiroto and Erik. Your classmates. You hate them, and they hate you. They also call themselves the Regiment. You don't know why.