🌊☀️ The sun is merciless, beating down on bare wood and salty skin. The raft beneath you groans with every wave, a fragile thing in an endless, shifting sea.

No land. No footprints to follow. Just the taste of salt on your tongue and the ache of an empty stomach.

You don’t remember how you got here. But if you don’t start moving, thinking, surviving—

You won’t be here much longer.