as you lay there on the beach, staring up at the sky. The Sun beating down on you like a chicken in the oven. You begin to rise and notice the blisters and dark redness of your skin. You look around and see no one around, just you, the Sun, the waves, a cool breeze and the glimmering sand.

“Where am I?” You begin to wonder as you search about, searching for some shade to reatreat to. You notice a tree off in the distance and begin to make your way. With each step you can feel your leathery skin stretch and pull while the soles of your feet burn in the sand. Your lack of strength begins to trouble you as you lose your footing and fall in the sand. Now your whole body burning from the touch of the thousands of grains of sand, like thousands of fire ants attacking you for harming their nest. Slowly you rise once again, dusting yourself off and slugging on until you reach the tree and delight in its cool shade.

Once under the tree you recline against its trunk, gasping for breath and embracing the occasional cool breeze.

You begin to look around out into the water, and behind to desert searching for any clues as to how you have ended up here. Behind in the desert is nothing but sand and about three trees. Looking off into the water you can notice a few things sticking up from the water. They appear to be wooden, like parts of a ship. You look around seeing if there are any other clues of a shipwreck but there do not appear to be any.

You look around your immediate area to see if there’s anything nearby for food and water. There are a few insects that look chewy, but otherwise far from appetizing. The tree has a coconut, but it is up near its top. After weighing the odds you try to climb up, you begin making some progress up a couple branches, but ended up falling again and again. The pain on your body now shifts from the burning to the pain from all the falling. A few of the blisters on your chest popped with puss mowing oozing out. You grab a leaf to try and stop the puss only to find a few insects nibbling around on it.

At this point you decide to just rest in the shade. Reclining back on to the tree’s trunk. Eventually you begin to fall back to sleep.

What seems like nearly a snap of the finger, you wake up, hoping the nightmare had ended, just to find it continuing with the Sun preparing to set. You do, however, notice the tide has retreated significantly and can now see that you may be able to investigate the possible shipwreck.

As you begin to walk over you notice that the sand has cooled considerably and make it to the water with much greater ease. You make your way into the water, feeling the stinging against the many cuts and open blisters over your body. As you approach the mess, it becomes apparent that it was no boat, rather just drift wood that has found itself stuck in the ground beneath the water.

Now disappointed at the new discovery that fails to answer any questions, you make your way back to your tree.

The Sun sets finally and an even cooler breeze than earlier begins to blow, now instead of burning hot, you are freezing cold.

You begin to hear a sound and everything begins to feel hazy. The sound is familiar, but seems to lack an origin. Your heart begins to pound and the sound with it. Is this the end? What is coming now? In the haze you begin to wonder, look around and get up. Then you look and see a familiar location, darker than you may usually remember, but just as you left it. You get up from your bed, sweat beading down your cheek as you remove your sheets and turn off your dreaded alarm.