Caitlyn  spat a mouthful of sand out of her mouth half remembering it should have been seawater. She stood up slowly her body aching all-over, she brushed the sand off her clothing which was black tactical gear of some sort. She saw a compact assault weapon of some sort she recalled as an FNP90, she picked it up and fiddled with it immediately knowing it was just a useless piece of scrap now. She had a holster for her side arm and a sheath for a blade but both were empty. She shook her head to get the sand out of her long brown hair and checked the various ouches on her webbing, all were empty aside from one containing a small swiss army knife and a chocolate bar.<br/>She took stock of her surroundings just sand and rocks as far as she could see, she picked a direction and started walking taking the useless weapon with her.