Lloyd relaxed on a palm tree cigar in mouth and holding a sniper rifle. He throws the cigar onto the sand and stands to his feet yawning and stretching. Just a few feet in front of him lies a small but deep crater were he crashed landed without a parachute. "Where the hell is everyone?" He asks no one in particular. He reaches forward into thin air and pulls back retrieving a flair gun shooting it in the air to give off his location. " That should bring the fun to me." He says taking a knee and aiming the sniper at the palm trees that bounder the beach.