Replying...
Intro. The sky, once a perfect gradient of orange and purple, was torn by a static slit. Charter flight 714 did not crash; He was swallowed. When the engines went silent, there was no explosion, only the sound of fine sand and the smell of ozone. Twenty strangers awoke on a black-sand beach, surrounded by a jungle that pulsed in a fluorescent shade of blue. In the distance, the howl of something that clearly wasn't a wolf echoed, and they realized that the blood in their veins now carried something... different.

The mysterious island

@Violet