Abusemonster awoke,startled. How long had he been out? What had become of his crew? And most importantly, where was he? The memories came back to him one at a time. He noticed he was laying on the edge of a jungle or a forest of some sort. His head hurt like hell and he crawled over to sit on the grass under a tree. He thought of the boat and remembered them hitting something, but he could not remember what. 'This isn't the time to be worrying about them, I have to figure out where I am first!'. And like that, he set off into the forest.