Part 51

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51

Waking up on sand. Don't know how I got there.

Not dark anymore. Stars. Clouds.

Moon. West over the water.

My hands. Not my hands...

Trust me.

So cold.

Indistinct voices.

Couldn't focus.

Don't remember.

Don't remember shouting, fighting.

No warning. Gunshots, more than one, in quick succession.

It's over.

Bright lights, strangers. Scared.

Police shouting, warning, shooting...

One shot.

Me, screaming.

Why don't I remember? 

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