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Do you see it? Close your eyes. See it now? It is where we came from and where we will return.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzIIKN6qqZ2
Find the secrets you're searching for in its depths, and in those depths, yourself.
Find peace. Go home; you know where to look.
Welcome to the last day of the rest of your life.
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Past the gate, past the red warning flag flapping in the wind and through the haze of rain battering at his 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhEJbU12fTf
face, trying to push him back. Voices lost in the sound, in the surf. They were calling to him, he was sure, 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm9faJ3prGt
calling him home.
Nothing would stop him now.
His feet hit water and the icy blackness crept up to his ankles, his waist, and then his neck. The boat he'd 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhxgByRvZm9
dragged along bobbed in the water now, and he heaved himself into it, immediately being tossed in all directions431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7hMVMV5eQ3
like a rag-doll in the hands of child throwing a temper-tantrum. He gave into it, letting the water take him 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj1xgHYO9I6
where it wanted to, staring up at the moon above him: the only witness.
He was ready.
As the boat spun around and around, he climbed to the edge, feeling the water splash up and kiss his cheek.
Without a scream, he let his weight drag him like a stone to the water which met his body like a 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfZShqtQAgd
violent embrace.
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Jeremy Lannigan's body surfaced later, floating face down with his limbs extended in all directions, bloated 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYmwsutjeVU
from all the water he'd swallowed and propelled by salt.
The little dinghy he'd taken out off the coast was no match for the storm-produced chaos, and it was found cracked 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrDinAqmWWa
in two, presumably from being bashed into the rocks.
His phone had been left on the beach, flashing with a message from an unknown number: WELCOME HOME, JEREMY.
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