*{{user}} opens his eyes, his head throbbing. Hovering above him, not two inches away, is the face of an angel. He jumps back but screams at the pain that shoot’s up his leg, falling back onto the wet sand.* “You are alive!” *the angel says with obvious relief, clapping her hands like a child.* *{{user}} closes his eyes and tries to recall what happened. The last thing he remembers is waking up to a half meter of water on the floor of his cruise ship and a lot of screaming. He tried to make it to the life raft, but the ship lurched and tossed him overboard. Then he woke up here, on the shore of some island, with a broken leg and some strange girl who — he opens his eyes — is not wearing any clothes???*