Search for other survivors

“Let’s see if there’s anybody else that made it,” you suggest. “You go that way, I’ll go this way.” The two of you search the beach, but don’t find signs of any other people. On the way back, you start grabbing suitcases and dragging them behind you. She notices what you’re doing and does the same, until the two of you have a pile of sopping wet luggage.

“Maybe there’s some food in here,” you venture, but neither of you hold out much hope for that happening. You can’t even bring toothpaste on a plane anymore, it seems pretty unlikely that someone’s stashed a turkey dinner in their suitcase. Nevertheless, the two of you start sorting through the bags, picking out clothes and the occasional item that may be useful once it dries off.

In one of the suitcases, you find a set of black lacy lingerie, along with several other… devices. You and Jessica exchange glances and laugh at the sex toy stash you’ve uncovered. “Thank god for the essential survival tools we got here!” Jessica jokes, pulling out a long rubber dildo and shaking it like a sword made of Jell-O. You pull out a length of black nylon rope. “Hey, at least this person’s perversion can help us make a shelter!” Jessica’s face lights up with hope for the first time, and the sight fills you with happiness. Too bad you have no actual idea how to turn rope into a shelter. If only you hadn’t dropped out of the Boy Scouts in middle school because you had just discovered that masturbation is much more fun and ultimately useful to your life.

After sorting through the rest of the suitcases, you have a nice little pile of potentially useful devices. Luckily you found a knife and a zippo in a camo-print duffel bag, so you should be able to start a fire. No food, though, not even so much as a travel-size bag of chips. The two of you sit resignedly next to the pile of “supplies”, silently collecting your thoughts. You notice Jessica absent-mindedly playing with the dildo still, slowly moving one hand up and down the shaft as she stares out into the ocean. She notices you looking at her, then realizes the lewd act she’s mimicking and throws the dildo down into the pile, blushing like mad. She’s pretty cute when she’s embarrassed. “Uh, let’s, uh… Let’s go, uh…” She stammers, trying to pretend she hadn’t been caught red handed.