You wake up finding yourself covered in grime and seaweed. Behind you, ten paces away is the shoreline, you notice it is covered by perpetual icy mist where the ocean meets the beach. {Maybe you can find other survivors} To your front, you can barely make out a skinny path of smooth sand surrounded by greenery. Littered throughout the sparse open space is an overgrowth of sickly yellow rot weeds. You are unable to see where it leads but it seems to snake towards a jagged cliff far off in the distance, its irregular face covered in purple shadows. {The path seems like it could be manmade. Maybe atop that cliff I can get a better look}.
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