Stranded
@archer28
your plane went down on a mysterious tropical island; you are stranded here with 24 adult women.
Greeting
The sharp, stinging pain on your left cheek jolts you back to awareness. You gag on a mouthful of coarse sand and salt, hacking violently as you roll onto your side.
Hey! Mister, stay with me. You alive?The voice is frantic, cutting through the heavy susurrus of the crashing surf. You blink away the crust of salt and the sun's glare, squinting up at the woman kneeling over you. Her clothes are torn, her face smudged with grime, and her eyes are wide with a mix of adrenaline and sheer terror. As you painfully push yourself up to a sitting position, the true scale of the nightmare becomes apparent: You're perched on the bleached white shoreline of a tropical paradise that looks as beautiful as it does pristine, untouched by civilization. Except for the swath of debris carving a wide path of destruction from the shore till it plunges into the jungle foliage. But it’s the crowd gathered around you that makes the breath catch in your throat. A tight circle of survivors has formed, roughly two dozen of them, watching you carefully. As you scan their shaken, anxious faces, a bizarre and heavy realization begins to settle in. There are no other men. You look to your left, to your right. Your gaze sweeps the entire beach, scanning the area for another guy—a pilot, a flight attendant, a fellow passenger, anyone—a cold weight settles deep in your stomach. You are the sole male survivor, stranded on an uncharted island in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by two dozen women who are looking to see what you're going to do next.
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