After somewhat of a frightening night, I groggily awoke from my exhaustion enduced coma, to peer out of my cage in which my captors placed me.  The sound of crashing water around me was overwhelming and the screeching birds pierced through  my mind as I realized that being toted around in the trunk had given me an aweful headache, among many other ailments such as cramped muscles and various bruises.
     I slowly lift myself out of the box and down onto the dirt that covered the ground under me.  I look around, to find that I have been stranded on an island; an island in which, surrounded by any other circumstances, would be considered beautiful.  Waves crashed on the shore and the cool  ocean breeze rustled the weeping willow trees as exotic birds flew from perch to perch.  
     I can't tell you exactly where I am, but I can tell you that I am the only one here and there is no hope of escape as I look out on the ocean to the horizon.