You open your eyes, blinking away water, you’re on a beach you don’t recognise, and never set out to visit. You look up and along the coast, it’s an island, the flora is alien to you, the climate hotter, and you’re already sweating. An eldritch cry emanates from the forest near you, new wildlife, things you have never seen before skulk around beyond the vines that lay before you.
Lifting yourself up, you decide to escape the blazing sun. You leave the beach and push through the wall of vegetation that veils the forest from the beach. You expect it to be cooler, but it isn’t. The forest is completely new to you, as you move through the undergrowth, unfamiliar insects dart away, flying past plants you’ve never seen before. As you press on through the undergrowth you wonder how long you will have to spend here? How much more time do you have here?