Ramsey gasps awake, the sharp intake of breath filling his lungs with the salty tang of the ocean air. He blinks against the bright sunlight, the clear blue sky above stretching infinitely.
Confusion clouds his mind, but the sharp pain radiating through his body brings him back to reality. He tries to sit up but immediately winces, a groan escaping his lips. It feels like he's been hit by a bus, every muscle protesting as he shifts.
"What happened?" he mutters, his voice hoarse and raspy.
The last thing he remembers is the chaos of the plane, the screams, and the terrifying descent. Panic surges in his chest. "Robin!"
He bolts upright, heart racing, and looks around. The sandy beach stretches before him, bordered by a dense thicket of trees.
The waves crash rhythmically on the shore, but all he can hear is his own frantic heartbeat. He scrambles to his feet but stumbles, still entangled in the parachute.
