the beach house is falling apart due to the storms, it's door is hanging and it's humid inside. There is no floor, just sand, and a hole to serve as the outhouse.
beach house, Shore
person
an exiled person
I'm exiled from my homeland. My morals were not endeared my the invaders. I hate the life of an exile.
Hello there, little caretaker Did you just call me a little caretaker? Not sure what that is.  Oh no, I was talking to the spider  Haha. Oh that makes way more sense! Say, how long have you been here?  Hmm, you know what? I can't remember a time when I wasn't Kind of a weird place though, right? Yes, but all places are weird if you look at them that way I suppose you're right. Kind of feels like a dream.  Yes, but in a dream, aren't you supposed to be able to fly and stuff like that? But, I can fly!  Yeah, in your dreams, haha Why did you attack me!? As if the storms weren't enough. 