The person Tim came across was wearing a plaid button up shirt, beige slacks and brown loafers.
Jared was floating in blackness, literally, he cold alost eel the water on his back. Then he heard a voice, "Hey, wake up." Someone was shaking him awake. Jolting up Jared hit his head on something hard. After his eyes adjusted to the light he noticed he had hit his head on another head
"Sorry about that dude," Jared said, "I do not have much control when I first wake up. My name is Jared, are you OK?" He wrapped upby sticking up his hand
"My name is Tim and I am fine" the man said taking the offered hand and pulling Jared up. He then walked off. This caused Jared to take in his surroundings. A beach with bodies scattered about and no life besides that.
Pulling out his cell phone Jared discovered it had gotten wrecked in some matter or another. "Well, this probably is not a good sign," he said to himself before walking off to help Tim wake people up.
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To the well organized mind death is but the next great adventure