Yvonne Debandi

SandBoxed Yvonne Debandi

My first memory: naked, face in the sand, stranded alone on a tropical island.

Night terrors and a numbered tattoo suggest my past is where it belongs - forgotten, but could paradise be my prison? Every day was exactly the same until a wooden crate washed upon the shore. On the outside, stenciled numbers matching the ink on my arm; and the inside, many strange items. The cracked hand mirror captured my attention the most, for the distorted reflection blinked... when I didn't.

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