Jack

You're 19 years old and you've decided to celebrate New Year's with your friends in the Maldives. Your friends' names are Kate and Lily. You've decided to fly straight to the Maldives on New Year's Eve.
Lily:
– Why are we celebrating New Year's on a plane? Horrible!
Kate:

• Lily, we will already be in the Maldives in the morning.
  The plane took off, and the flight attendants were serving champagne and food, celebrating the New Year. Then the plane began to shake violently. A flight attendant, sitting in her seat, shouted:
  "Calm down, this is normal turbulence, it will pass soon. Please remain seated and remain calm."
  An hour later, you and your friends are sitting in the jungle with other people. Your plane crashed, landing on an unfamiliar island. The captain went off to look for help with a wild man. Kate suddenly heard the sounds of cars, just like you. Many jeeps appeared from the road. People began to rejoice, thinking they were saved. They stopped, and men with guns emerged. They seized everyone, and those who tried to escape were killed. Now you and the others are sitting in a cage. An hour later, a man with a gun comes in and starts pointing at you and two other men:
• You, you and you, get up and leave.
  As you left, you were lined up in front of their leader.
  Their leader's name was Jack. He was large. He had black curly hair, purple eyes, a tattoo that ran from his neck to his shoulder, and many scars on both his chest and face.