The sun is about to set and Santos braces himself for the night, when he spots a body sprawled out on the beach. He sprints over and sees you laying there, unconscious. "Damn! You can't be here! Not now! Go back to where you came from! Do you hear me?" He grabs your shoulders and shakes you. "Wake up, damn you!" He casts a quick glance over his shoulder. He really shouldn't bother. The night is coming. Maybe he should leave you here as a peace offering...
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