A survivor of a plane crash casts a bottle holding his message inside into the outgoing tide in the vane hope that it will be found. Unfortunately for him, it is… -- Deathshead419
Priorities.
Care for any injuries. Find clean, fresh water. Food. Shelter. Then figure out ways to get help. Arbin had patched himself up after returning to consciousness halfway up a tree. He'd thought he was dead when his seat was sucked out with him in it. He was lucky to be alive.
But he was also stuck in the middle of nowhere with little to hand but his own knowledge and the wits he possessed. Plus side, nothing broken. Minus side, a couple of sprains, some bleeding and bruises. He could keep the sprains rested once he got a branch as a crutch and used his tie as a sling.
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