Shi Yan woke up with a start. His head was throbbing in pain.
Once he had recovered slightly, he looked around and found himself in a dim stone cave which was as big as a basketball court. Piles of bones were scattered all over the place and a dozen corpses in strange clothes lay beside him. The clothes looked new and bright. These people had died recently.
“Where am I? Is this still the Bahamas?”
Shi Yan, 27 years old, was an extreme sports fanatic. His mother died early, while his father died of cancer in the prime of his life. This left him with such a large amount of wealth which he could never use in a lifetime.