Jacob had lost track of how long he had been on this island. He made do with what the island had. He had a sturdy shelter and he was rationing the island food well despite his stomach protesting the small portions. He had been working on some kind of receiver to get a message out, but he was a mechanic, not a technician ad the work was slow with few parts left from the crash.
He had been gathering some more food when he saw the woman appear on the beach. "Hold on!" Jacob dropped the food and hurried over. "Are you okay..relatively?"
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