There was nothing on that island so I swam to the nearest island.

I quickly realized there was nothing here either. However, there were some bits of rotten meat laying on the ground. Presumably something had died and this was all that was left. As I have started to get hungry I pick them up and search out the next island.

After watching the sky I notice that all the clouds float in the same direction. This will help me from going around in circles. I see a small island in the distance but it too, has nothing on it.

I see something far in the distance...

This is the biggest island I've found yet. It even has sugar cane! However, there is still nothing useful on this island. I break off the sugar cane with my bare hands and hang on to it. Maybe I can do something with it later.

As I continue to swim, the sun goes down. I have no choice but to continue swimming. I've already found out that Bad Things™ come out at night. I don't think I could do anything against zombies, gigantic spiders, and whatever those hissing things were! I must swim...

The sun sets on my second day in this world.

I swim almost through the entire night. I've learned how to float using no energy so I can rest without getting on the dangerous land that passes by every once in a while. There are still no islands with anything on them. I must swim for my life. 

I come upon this large island. It has trees! If I was on land I'd have jumped for joy.

Dawn breaks on my third day as I approach this new island.

I am overjoyed to see trees for this means I can make some simple tools to help me live.

I break sticks and pieces of wood from the trees with my bare hands. After gathering all the wood I can, the first thing I make is a simple table to help me craft other things I will need to survive.

I now have a crude wooden pickaxe. I start chipping at the stone and rocks. Eventually I get enough raw material to fashion a crude stone pickaxe by using other rocks to sharpen a rock attached to a stick.

By this time, the sun is beginning to go down again. I've made myself a little home on this island and I don't think I'll be leaving for a while. I have no real house or anything to survive the night. I am scared that when the sun goes down, those horrifying monsters will come out and eat me as a midnight snack.

I crawl into the hole I've dug during the previous day and block the entrance so that I am safe.

It is completely dark in this hole I've made. I can hear the monsters outside, thirsting for my blood. I am almost starving at this point. But if I eat this rotten flesh, I fear it may make me sick. If I can't find real food soon I'll have to eat it raw anyway. I cry myself to sleep in the pitch black darkness of my temporary home and await the next the morning.