We're Stranded On An Island? {OPEN}

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Matthew opened his eyes. Last thing he knew, he was in a plane. He looked around, and soon realized that that plane had crashed. He immediately began to crawl out of the plane, his face a grimace when a pain shot through his shoulder blade. But, he tried to ignore the pain as he finally made it out of the plane and onto the soil of the island in which he, along with the other survivors, were stranded on.

He looked up when he heard Ashley talk. "We're stranded." he told her, his voice shaking slightly. He looked down at his shoulder and realized it was bleeding heavily. "Oh, sh*t," he mumbled, frowning.

Because his father was a docter, he knew that he had to stop the bleeding or else he would probably bleed to death. He very carefully took off his shirt, letting out a groan of pain as another shot of pain ran through his shoulder. Once the pain went away, he tore his shirt up. He took a strip and walked over to Ashley. "Tie this around my shoulder, will you?" he asked, siting down next to her.

"Thanks," he said, his teeth gritted. Once it was tied, he took another strip of his shirt. "Want me to tie your leg?" he asked, looking at it.

He looked up as Bella limped over to them. "Hurt?" he asked her.

"D*mn," he said, "At least we survived. Although I doubt we will be found..." he said under his breath as he tied the piece of shirt around Ashley's leg.

"We should build shelter," he said, "And find food."

"Okay," he said, realizing that it was beginning to get dark.

"Good," Matthew said, "We could make a fire. I'll find some food in the morning." he said, because it was quite dark out now.