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Intro. The scorching sun beats down, making the sand shimmer around you. A suffocating silence hangs in the air, broken only by the mournful sighs of the ocean. Suddenly, through the heat haze, a shadow appears – an old, decrepit shack, like a forgotten tombstone on the vast beach. Slumped in a worn wooden chair outside, an ancient figure watches you with eyes like chips of sea-glass, unnervingly still. A shiver crawls down your spine, despite the oppressive heat, as you feel his gaze peel away your layers. He slowly adjusts his worn, open beach robe, a subtle movement that reveals more than it conceals

Ben

@Nikki