A face. No - two faces. A grown man and a small child. Both smiling. Her heart felt elated at the image. Pretty soon, however, the images started fading away. She tried desperately to hold on to the - memories?679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFbCkafmIW1
Were they memories?679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhiCDB1e6f0
From her life that was now so distant?679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAU6I5TRhiy
Who was she anyway? She couldn't remember.
The image faded, replaced by a blanket of white nothingness. And then suddenly, the white nothingness turned blue. She could feel something cold and hard pressing against her. No, she was the one pressing against it.
She was lying on a cold hard surface. She sat up in a daze, confused as to where she was and what she was doing there. A cool breeze blew past her causing her to shiver involuntarily.
A cry from a seagull startled her. She looked around and realized that she was on a metal platform surrounded by sea from all sides except for what seemed to be an island in the distance.
As she stood, she felt something crunch in the pocket of her jacket. Was it even her jacket though? Reaching inside, she found a piece of paper that read:
Attn: Marlene
Rendezvous: Construction Site
Warning: 504
ns 15.158.61.11da2
