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No Country for the Tide
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Halloran sloshed back toward the dinghy, box under his arm, water now at his knees. He forced the lid. Inside was no gold. Just a ledger of names, hundreds of them, and a single brass key tagged "the door." He looked up at the hill rising from the center of the island and understood the box was only a clue.
Halloran took the key and climbed the hill. The iron door waited, sealed with salt the dead man had warned him never to break. He fit the key, turned it, and the salt cracked. Behind the door, something that had waited forty years for the tide to bring a visitor opened its eyes. He never made it back to the boat.
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