The Things They Left Behind
ACT I: THE ISLAND The island had no name. At least none that appeared on any map Robert Fisher could find. It was a dot in the southwestern Pacific, a volcanic bump maybe three miles across, surrounded by water so blue it looked artificial and a beach so white it looked like ground bone. Robert had been dropped here by submarine at 0300, alone, with a web belt full of ammunition, a canteen of...
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