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| Enoshima |
The river twisted
and turned in a familiar path. When Rick saw that last new turn, he was
confused. It was blocked by debris, so he jumped off the boat to investigate. The
more he tried to shove the debris aside, the deeper he was buried in it. First,
he saw an arm… He got closer, carefully. The body was face down, bloated, scratched.
Although disgusted by the looks of it, Rick turned it over and saw his own face.
He remembered now. He had been lost in the river, looking for the way out for
weeks, after that storm…
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