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Wide shot of island in the sea, then sea-cave interior. Narration: I have a secret place. In low tides, there is a window to the sky, but in high tide the cave is a bubble, with a little beach and a locked door. Men have been here before. None have come here in years, now. I come to be away from my own people. Away from their expectations, away from the advances of males. I do not want their interest. I do not want their babies. I do not belong, with my own people. I am not made like them. Last panel shows close up of woman from waist up, holding a human skull. A single tentacle is wrapped around a rock close by.
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