Initial day of the crash in the comments

🌊 DAY 1 – “Impact & Isolation” 🌙

The flight to San Diego began like any other—seatbelts clicked, engines roared, and clouds shimmered like silk beneath the wings. Some passengers slept, some talked, some stared out windows in thought. None of them knew the ocean itself was watching.

☁️ CRASH

At 10:43 AM, turbulence struck.

It escalated from mild shaking to violent lurches. Oxygen masks dropped. Screams filled the cabin. The plane’s right engine detonated in flames as something—something massive—slammed against the fuselage from below.

Through the windows, a flash of glistening black scaled hide vanished into ocean spray.

Then the world inverted.

With a deafening crack, the plane spiraled downward like a dying comet and shattered across a ring of isolated islands.

🏝️ Survival Groups Form

Debris and luggage floated between islands. The islands, spaced apart by only a few hundred feet of water, were surrounded by swirling dark water… and beneath it, movement.

Each survivor woke up separated, wounded, and disoriented.

📍 ISLAND 1 – The Crescent Beach
Virian, Zip, and Sector

Virian awoke first, tangled in seaweed and driftwood. The sun glared overhead—too bright, too harsh. Her magic was useless without the moon, leaving her only with aching limbs and worry.

Zip dragged a suitcase ashore, coughing. Frost formed instinctively on his fingers, but shattered from the heat.

Sector floated across jagged rocks, parts clinking like glass wind chimes.

Zip: “Any idea where we are?”
Virian (staring at the distant horizon): “Somewhere too close to the ocean… and too far from the moon.”

Sector stared blankly at a coconut.

Sector: “This is a rock.”

It was, in fact, a coconut.

📍 ISLAND 2 – The Wreck Shore
Zap, Parcelboy, and Skrunkly

Zap spat out seawater, checking his metallic green shirt.

Zap: “Still fresh. Cool.”

Parcelboy arrived via torn-open luggage crate, boxes collapsing around him.

Skrunkly (soaked and feral) popped up from behind a seat cushion.

Skrunkly: “HELLO I WOKE UP IN A FISH.”

Zap: “You what—”

Skrunkly: “A. FISH.”

Parcelboy sighed. Somewhere in the distance, something enormous breached the surface.

📍 ISLAND 3 – The Broken Wing
Divide, Springtrap, and Freddy Fazbar

Divide washed ashore clinging to half a tray table, shivering, muttering faster than waves hit sand.

Springtrap emerged from the wreckage walking out of the water, seawater dripping from seams in his suit. Barnacles clung to exposed metal.

Freddy Fazbar stood upright, perfectly unfazed, hat somehow untouched.

Divide: “IS ANYONE ELSE HEARING THAT??”

A deep rumble beneath the water.

Springtrap (calmly): “Yes. And it’s getting closer.”

Freddy turned slowly toward the sea.

Freddy: “Do you ever just… feel like you're not alone?”

They all very much did.

📍 ISLAND 4 – The High Tide Ridge
CassiLyn and Oliver

Oliver carried CassiLyn out of the shallows. She was conscious, but silent, assessing surroundings instantly.

CassiLyn: “We need shelter. I can ward us tonight if I have materials.”

Oliver scanned the sea.

Oliver: “There are others across the water.”

CassiLyn: “Good. Because something’s circling. It’s not hunting one of us…”
She looks out at multiple islands.
“It’s hunting all of us.”

🌊 THE SEA STIRS

As night begins to fall, a shadow circles the islands—vast, serpentine, and scarred.

A single yellow eye emerges from beneath a wave.

It blinks.

The islands tremble.

🌒 End of Day 1

No one has built fire.

No one has communicated with other islands.

One passenger already swears the ocean whispered their name.

The monster does not attack yet.

It watches.

Tonight, the moon will rise.

And when it does…

Virian’s eyes will glow.

And so will the creature’s.

START OF DAY 2

Khaby lame joins the island

The monster whips out his long monster and attacks Dawn

Dawn enjoys it

Hornet realizes he's a cornball and commits neck rope

Ooooooh