After a plane crash, the waves cast me and more than twenty other survivors onto an uninhabited desert island.
On the fourth day after we landed, a light rain put out our only fire.
Our firewood was soaked, our source of fire gone, the seawater icy, and another storm could hit at any moment.
A shallow cave dug into the cliff face and a shelter made of palm leaves were all we had for refuge.
No signal, no ships, and rescue nowhere in sight.
Hunger and getting drenched were only the beginning.
More dangerous than the island's beasts and natural disasters were the people beside me, all struggling to survive just like I was.
Survival became everyone's sole obsession.
