William blinked a few times, completely and utterly fazed. His head swam with pain and his entire body was shaking. He felt extremely dizzy, and his vision was cloudy. After a few minutes, he managed a groan as he realized where he was. He had a torn up jacket on, which was suspending him, upside down, from a tree. His black cross (which was formed by two nails) necklace dangled in front of his face. After a few moments of pointless writhing, he fell to the ground, free of his jacket. He stood up, using the tall palm tree for support. He ran one of his hands through his somewhat-long jet black hair, looking around. His blue eyes cleared up after awhile, allowing him to see where he was. He slumped against the tree, his left ankle badly sprained. He parted his parched and lips.<br/>"Is there anyone out there?!" , he shouted as loud as he could. He broke into a fit of coughs, and leaned against the tree.