Lost Hardbody of Skull Island

Mysterious island several weeks later....

Gentle sounds of a rushing stream or waterfall.
Nena stirs awake in the strange beautiful jungle. She backs herself up against a huge cocounut tree and greets the warm sun as it splashes her. She has no idea what day it is. Much less what it is. Her watch and jewels she wore are no longer on. Her head pounds.
"What a headache." Nena murmurs. She's all alone and she knows it. Her mind is disoritend. But she as she becomes more councious of the jungle and waterfall around her,the reality of the strange island with no name hits her.
 She notices that the tribe has change her bikini. She now wears a sling camo bikini of fine silk and she feels a knife sheath on her right thigh. It has been tied on. The tribe,whatever they are,have let her go,much her captivity with them she doesn't remember. She feels a sheath of old paper near her knife. She removes it.
 She opens it up and sees it is an old map. The map is lightly detailed and she sees name leap at her: SKULL ISLAND in bold letters. She realizes that whovever left her the map in the tribe wants her to survive.
 "At leasts it's first clue," She declares as she as she studies it. Beyond stream which they left her is an ancient ruin city of ZOBAR. Yet beyond this city are a series of mountains and one is shaped like a shull. Hence the name Skull Island,she figures.
Still the jungle is frought with dangers,she realizes. Nena folds the map and slides it near her knife. She removes her blade and its surreal,alien in design. But it's just right in her hand. Nena rises up and places a cocunout on a stone near and takes her blades and slices it in half. She drinks the cocounut milk and eats the edible parts.
She now realizes she's a lost hardbody on Skull Island. An island off the South Pacific routes maybe by a hundred miles or more. Yet this island has a feel of alieness about it,unearthy to her senses.
 Nena sees the small galleon shipwreck in front of her the stream running over it. The galleon didn't make it up river she sassumes.
 A coming sound of thunder.
 "A tropical storm is coming," She murmurs softly. She quickly finds the shallow end of the stream and navigates with her barefeet and looks at it. She finds a huge hole and steps into it just as she hears the winds and roars of creatures beyond her imagination. She finds a comfy spot and relaxes against the wall. of the ship. She doesn't know how long the tropical storm is going to last. She hears the wind and rain...
 "This could be a long haul," She murmurs.
At least she knows where's she marooned at and that brings some her peace for now.