The sound of the waves crashing on the rocks came ebbing on the wind through the open window, I opened one eye, my head was pounding and as strange as it seems I didn't recognise the ceiling. Sitting up I held my head and tried to focus on the strange room I had woken up in. I was lying in a large double bed in a tastefully decorated room to the left was a set of French doors and they were open and the nets were blowing into the room. I got out of bed and staggered to the open doors, they led to a balcony that overlooked a beach, the sun was strong and made me squint. It's funny but when you loose someone close to you, every morning you wake up and for just a few seconds you forget they are gone,for those few precious seconds the world is ok, then it all comes tumbling down again as you remember they are never going to return. As I stared across the beach and watched the swell of the waves it once again came tumbling down.
Grabbing the rail of the balcony tears started to well and, like countless times since it happened, I started to sob, I fell to my knees and still grasping the balcony rail I cried and cried. After a while, I don't know how long, the tears started to dry. But this time it was different, this time it didn't seem to last as long, I pulled myself to my feet a looked out at the beach, it was quiet a few people walking their dogs but that was about it. The question still remained, where was I? I looked up and down the beach trying to spot a landmark or familiar turn or stretch, but nothing. I returned to the room to investigate further, there was a bathroom and a TV and the bed, apart from that no clues as to where I was, I wasn't to worried as I was convinced that this was the doing of Chad and Morris and they would show themselves eventually. Now it was time to do what I do best, wait and see how this all panned out. I jumped on the bed and turned on the TV laid back and for the first time in weeks found myself focusing on something else....
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