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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.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6E76TZ0W2B
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 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXf1uWq0FVC
face, trying to push him back. Voices lost in the sound, in the surf. They were calling to him, he was sure, 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAmpEGsk8uB
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 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbiqbfKbqQV
dragged along bobbed in the water now, and he heaved himself into it, immediately being tossed in all directions447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaImmQPWgoF
like a rag-doll in the hands of child throwing a temper-tantrum. He gave into it, letting the water take him 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4vbWNfhueK
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 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl7yJE37Rdm
violent embrace.
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Jeremy Lannigan's body surfaced later, floating face down with his limbs extended in all directions, bloated 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmPgQ3Lktdb
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 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYQy9qycBpd
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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