Peter
It was dark at first. Not quite so dark that it seems endless, but more like the dark a cat might see through its large nocturnal eyes. He felt sand under him, and water licking at his toes. His clothes were gone. He searches his mind for a clue to why, how? One word escapes him, "Peter".
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