.... He only hoped that after the next transfer, he wouldn't be dead...

Option Three

Philip found himself lying naked on a sandy white beach.

He was lost, disoriented...images of faces he knew raced through his mind at blazing speeds! "Ugh...where did the transfer land me in this time?"

There was some reggae music playing behind his back. Philip, still in shock, turned around to face the music, only to see rows of perfectly-placed trees that showed no sign of any music source.

He managed to get up on his own, and walked around in his dazed state before he whacked the side of his head that was hurting and felt a little, if not completely better! The images in his head stopped, at least it seemed. But Philip was more concerned about this new freaky place. He thought to himself for a moment and deduced that the reggae music came from within the forest, not in front of it.

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