A group of friends travel in the forests of South America. The group walk for miles on end lost inside of a jungle. Through the trees they hear waves crashing....the smell of the ocean...it was a beach. The group of friends run to the beach quickly with a rush of energy. Not only was it a beach, it seemed different than most the people were all nude.<br/><br/>A young man of nineteen in a white t-shirt and blue jeans walks along through the forest and sighs lugging a large backpack. The young man was named Rail Raseri and he stood at 5'11, with black hair and black eyes. "You guys where are we?" A second passes and he saw the golden sands, he smelled the crisp air. It was a beach! He jumped over the fallen trees and jumped onto the sands, his feet digging into the sand. He drops his stuff behind a nearby log. " Come on y'all!" He shouts.