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She jumped up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, struggling to maintain her balance she once again bent over, this time focusing on the water which rushing up the shore and beginning to wash away the horrific mess. Her mind was briefly numb as she watched a shining object crawl up and down the blood covered sand with the help of the red stained water, Shane quickly tried to forget about the stomach churning sight she had seen only seconds before, which now lay next to this mysterious object, she never knew that something so simple could be so distracting in such a situation. Quickly scampering across the scorching sand towards the damp and cool shore, Shane let out a sigh of relief as the water lapped around her feet sending a cooling sensation through her body, she bent down to roll up her jeans which were now dragging in the wet grainy sand and with that the water once again lapped around her feet, this brought the glimmering object within reaching distance and so Shane reached out an unsure hand to retrieve it, the circular shape shone in the sun as though it was attempting to be found by someone, anyone. Upon picking it up Shane began to examine the item and it soon became clear that it was a pocket watch, the disk shaped metallic casing fitted neatly into Shane's pale palm, the small piece was covered in engraved writing which was all too foreign for her to understand, around the writing lay an engraved frame which swirled to each corner, creating a box for the words to neatly sit in.

Falling back into the dampened sand, Shane opened the pocket watch which she was now delicately holding by the long silver chain looped to the top, this allowed the watch to sway in the wind, slowly in and out from Shane's body, like the water lapping around her. She reached out, flicking the latch and opening the watch to reveal a blank clock face which stayed stationary with no movement, but the left side of the watch was more interesting to Shane, stuck within it was a small faded image of a woman, smiling happily whilst she was bundling two small children in her arms, a little girl and a baby boy. Realization suddenly hit Shane like a bolt of lightning, what if this object belonged to the person which laid a few feet to her right? She turned once more to look at the disgusting scene, but thought no sense in even looking for similarities between the woman in the image and the mangled body on the floor. Huffing loudly Shane threw her head in her hands and shook it side to side, she needed to find out what was going on, and the only problem was there was no one around to ask.

A call to the cops would probably be the first thing on anyone's list, but Shane had no phone which she realized when patting down her jean's pockets, this wasn't too surprising for her as every time she wondered on a night out she would usually lose her phone, leaving it on a bar or at some chick's house. Standing up slowly with a huff she looked left, then right, then left again, eventually focusing her gaze upon a small, brown beach hut she knew well, a girl usually worked there which Shane had taking a liking to, her advances were kindly knocked back on a number of occasions but something kept her coming back to the beautiful Latina again, and again. This time she would be coming back for a different reason, to simply ask for a phone to call the cops and report the monstrosity which was washing away from the beach, Shane stood in a hurry and paced quickly along the water's edge, in the direction of the small African style, round, straw hut.