She woke up with an immense pain in her side.
"Ow!", she yelled out, "Fucking hell that hurts!!" she screams out again, this time making the birds fly out of their trees.
"I guess I should have been more careful last night with the wound that I have.", she says as she sits up.
She didn't get much sleep, she only slept for 4 hours, the sun was just starting to rise. She slept from 1 am to 5 am. She slowly sat up careful to not hurt her wound any further, or make it open. As she got ready for the day, (aka slowing getting up and, not hurting her wound), she started to get hungry.
She started to look around the small island, but she couldn't find anything but, a few crabs here and there. She was in a game of survival, nothing else mattered but, surviving.
She started to collect dry leaves and piled them together for the fire.
She then went to the nearest boulder and peered underneath, where she found about fifty of those tiny pinchers. She then took a few of them and went back to the pile of dry leaves.
"Fuck.", she cursed, "how can I make a fire out of this?! I am so stupid!"
She then looked over at the corpse and thought,"huh..."
She went over at the body and start scavenging for her pockets and found a dirty towel, a few dead crabs and a set of matches.
"Oh, yeah! Jackpot! I'm such a genius!", she yelled and did a little happy dance and blew a kiss to the corpse.
After she started the fire, killed the poor crabs and ate her food, she went to look over the island again, to see the helpful corpse.
For some unknown reason, she found it fascinating. She felt a really strong power from it though. What she doesn't know is that she is the only human in the whole world to have superpowers so far.
In the next 100 years, she will be dead, but if she wasn't she would just be another person, on Earth.
She slowly walks over to the rotting corpse, her eyes focused on it, with nothing else on her mind.
"Why do I feel such a strong power from you?", she questions, she can hear something respond to her, a voice but she can't make out what it is saying, all she can hear is a shy whisper.
She then feels very lightheaded, she starts wobbling around. She then falls down to the floor.
She faints
She wakes up a couple of hours later, feeling dizzy. She sits up, she opened her wound again. She screamed out in pain, nothing could stop her from screaming, other than the voice that she had just before she passed out.
The voice whispered to her,
'Don't give up, don't stop fighting, keep surviving, you will survive if you trust me.'
She listens to the voice, she gets up quickly holding her stomach, where a wound is.
'Remember me...'
The disembodied voice tells her again.
'You will wake up in the real world now, this is just a dream you may not remember me but I will remember you. I will come in every dream you have.'
She couldn't believe it. 'This was just a dream?!' she said in her head.
"No way this has to be the real world" she said back to the voice but the voice was already gone...
Wake up.
She wakes back up in the real world opening her eyes she sees this blue sky with a slight amount of clouds in them. She still felt the great amount of power from the rotting corpse, she couldn't find a way to explain it, but she just felt powerful.
After a while just staring at the sky, she started to sit up, then she proceeded to stand up. She looked around the island again, she couldn't find anything interesting. She didn't know why, because she was by herself with no one else to talk to. That would explain why you had these weird dreams. (By that I mean just one weird dream) when she finally turned her tension back to real life and it out of her thoughts, she realised it was almost sunset.
"How long was I passed out for?' She said to herself as she started going back into her thoughts.
Soon came to be night time, she cleaned the corpse's dirty towel used that to dress up her wound, and was laying under these two massive palm trees.
Maybe tonight she got a bit of sleep. She didn't know but the best way to find out the answer is by actually doing it. So, she tempted to fall asleep, but she failed miserably, her wound was too painful, and she couldn't find any other comfortable position to sleep in.
As she finally found a comfortable position to sleep in the voice came back.
"Why the fuck are you back?", she said, "I thought you were only meant to come in my dreams, you bitch."
'Don't get irritated my young one. I don't like it when you get angry. It makes me sad.' The voice said.
"Look just let me go to sleep I'll talk to you in my dream, goodnight."