[Cannibal Clown]

large boxcar, lying over an old train track. He quickly jumps inside and closes the door.

He waitsindise the cart, listening to the water crashing onto the side, the entire floor rocking back and forth. He crouches in the corner, and holds to the sides, keeping himself from flying from side to side.

"Crap, i hope that this train car is water proof."
George continues to brace himself as violent crashes continue to shake the boxcar. Then one huge tidal wave bashes into the car and the force throws George to the wall and rendures him unconsious.


He wakes up with a bruiseon his side of his head.

"What the hell happened?" He says to himself, as he listens carefully, trying to hear if the storm is over. He an hear light waves flowing outside the cart, but not crashing onto the walls. He notices a few holes in the ceiling, and sees sunlight comming from the top.

"I guess that means that the storm is over."

George slowly gets up, letting up a short moan, as he holds his back, from sleeping on it wrong. He sturdies himself and stands upright. He moves to the door, and forces it open. He is blinded by the bright light, as he notices that he isn't in the city anymore, but he is somewhere in the pacific ocean, on an island. He sees the beach, and a few birds flocking around him.

"Where the hell am i?" he asks himself, looking at the tropical trees and the beach extending for several miles to each direction.

Then suddenly he sees a figure walking up to him from the dark forest. The figure comes into view and...