Murder Island

Why is this happening? What am I doing here?

[Murder Island @murderisland]

Look away? (Y/Y)?

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It's all there, the certainty of your past, the fragility of your future, but most of all the intoxicating reality of the present.

[Murder Island @murderisland]

but see too many in the incandescent fog playing over the roiling foam

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scanning the few feet of ocean you can see for shapes

[Murder Island @murderisland]

You lift the oars form the water.

[Murder Island @murderisland]

Lift the oars from the water? (Y/N)?

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The water becomes violent, a swirling maelstrom of green ribbons folding over and in on themselves.

[Murder Island @murderisland]

You don't want to look back.

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You look back.

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More fog. Your sweaty hand, streaked with bright red cuts and scrapes, grips a plastic neon orange oar.

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You look right.

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Continue Looking? (Y/N)?

[Murder Island @murderisland]

Didn't have time to put on socks.
Don't want to think about it.

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Jeans soaked in sea water. Not even your jeans.
Blisters ache. Discomfort there.

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Two weary feet. Dirty white tennis shoes.

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You look down.

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Continue Looking? (Y/N)?

[Murder Island @murderisland]

You look forward. There is nothing to see except the prow of your row boat and sloshing green water. The fog obscures everything else.

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A bleary eye, blind, perhaps, to your difficulties.

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The sun burns in the sky somewhere.