The Island of Destiny

You try to smash your feet into the hands and you suceed in stomping a few of them out and you watch as the hands detract back into the sand. Yet, this army of hands seems relentless as more and more keep cropping up from the beach. The hands draw closer to you and start to grab at your legs, from which you hastily jump away from.

Drastically, you stick your hand into your pocket and smile as your hand comes across something that could help you out in this situation. But which pocket did you stick your hand in?