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[Annie ventures off from camp, more than a little embarrassed by Krystal's offering horoscopes to everyone she can get her fingers on. Better to save face and walk away, though Annie's sorely tempted to give her mother a good harangue.

Finding herself on the beach, she espies something half-buried in the sand...]

A HUMAN HAND

IT'S A HUMAN HAND

HOLY

HOLY CRAP

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[disingenuous]

[Adelle is almost across the treeline when she hears the scream. Her curiosity and disbelief at the scream gets her walking backwards towards the yell.

She cautiously approaches Annie (just in case this lady actually is crazy).]

What are you yelling about? [Annoyance creeps into her tone. Her run in with Mari didn't help her mood.]