Tommy had been right in the middle of saving Laurel and then he suddenly found himself washed up on a beach. He was slowly coming too. His hand reached up and rubbed the back of his head. Only a few moments later he was up on his feet. He could tell from the situation he seemed to be in that he didn't really have the time to process this slowly. He was going to have to adjust quickly.
Once he was on his feet he looked around, taking a few steps forward. He saw the jungle in front of him, and instantly he hung his head. Just what he needed. Apparently there was some fate out there that said his life had to suck.
With one deep breath he started moving forward. He hadn't moved far when he thought he heard someone moving behind him. So, he turned around and spotted two people moving on the beach not too far behind him.