Do not try to understand the truth of the entire universe. It is not something any living being can endure. Volume two (Deep Ones)
At Lia Pier in Las Vegas, sunlight spilled over the golden beach. Waves churned, washing a "corpse" ashore. Strangely, there was no sign that he had gotten wet.
Soon, a passerby discovered him and took him to the nearest hospital.
Joey's memories stopped at the final moment before he passed through the gateway of light. The dizziness had knocked him unconscious.
When he woke again, he was in a room filled with the smell of disinfectant. He looked blankly around him, especially at the shaft of sunlight streaming through the window.
I got out? Where am I?
Memories that did not belong to him slipped into his mind.
Joey Clive had been born into an ordinary family at Lia Pier. His parents had died in a factory accident, leaving behind his young sister and an older brother.
He was twenty-three that year, a literature graduate from Hawkins University and an enthusiast of mysterious phenomena. Half a month earlier, he had joined an expedition organized by a private group.
They had set out onto the open sea. Not long after departure, a thick fog had caused the ship to lose its way. Waves had overturned everything, and seawater had swallowed them. His memories beyond that were a blur, as though shrouded in mist.
Hurried footsteps interrupted Joey's thoughts, and someone pushed the door open from outside.
A face full of worry came into view. She was thin, with sickly pale skin and slightly sunken cheeks, clearly malnourished. Her short, ash-beige hair curled slightly at the ends, and her silver-gray eyes brimmed with anxiety. She was small and very cute.
*If I slapped a little girl this size-barely