Her eyes scanned to empty beach and a deep sigh escaped her lips. She hadn't seen a soul since she had awoken hours ago on this god forsaken island. Sitting in a huff, she hugged her knees looking out over the blue water, trapped in this happy-go-lucky hell. The warm breeze pulled at her scarlet hair causeing the curls to bounce around her shoulders. Reaching into the pocket of her black pants she pulled out an elastic and tied back her untamed mane. Pushing one of the locks of hair that refuse to stay in place behind her ear she leaned back. Basking in the warm sun she figured she may as well make the best of a bad situation and work on her tan.
Slipping out of her corset and pulling off her pants , she folded them neatly next to her boots and streached. Looking over herself she brushed off some sand from her knees and moved towards the water. The cool water licked at her toes and she began moving further in. Once she was about waist deep she glace back to the beach where all her stuff lay, she sighed again and dived under water.
Maybe someone will come...who knows