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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.441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuRuTsMh4fN
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 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡicFXl3a1kP
face, trying to push him back. Voices lost in the sound, in the surf. They were calling to him, he was sure, 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDeQTHkU3wA
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 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbWGz1doMf4
dragged along bobbed in the water now, and he heaved himself into it, immediately being tossed in all directions441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlwbLCVFgAE
like a rag-doll in the hands of child throwing a temper-tantrum. He gave into it, letting the water take him 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxlgi9vtimX
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 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGyMLQXvNcc
violent embrace.
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Jeremy Lannigan's body surfaced later, floating face down with his limbs extended in all directions, bloated 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLUNjpmtrLt
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 441Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7CuxNnRV9
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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