The waves crashed against the shore with an unnerving persistence, as if mocking my predicament. Here I was, alone on this desolate beach, my old Honda refusing to start and my phone as dead as my hopes of a quick rescue. I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself, and I tried to ignore the creeping feeling of isolation. Just breathe, I whispered to myself, peering out into the darkness. Someone will come.
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27/06/2025