The Tide Approaches

Aly started to panic as every inch of her body had been left on display for hours. She had originally feared being discovered by one or many of the other tourists at the hotel she was staying at just up the beach. But the intel she had received from the attractive young front desk worker had been sound. This beach got very little traffic.

At first that had relieved her in the wake of the fishermen leaving. Now it filled her with dread. See as bad as the exposure of being found would be… the fishermen had left her bag untouched. If someone had been along to free her she’d easily be able to wrap herself with the towel that was inside.

She’d left that bag well from the waters edge as she’d looked for shells… only now the waves lapped at the sand at the base of it. The tide was coming in fast. And as fast as it was coming in just as fast were her chances of getting out of this mess with minimal embarrassment going out.

She gave a muffled yell behind her gag as a wave knocked her bag over and out spilled its contents. Her towel, hotel room key, money, and ID all came tumbling out and we’re soon pulled away with the surf.

Tears started to well up in her eyes. “There’s no way this can get any worse.” She thought to herself. Just in time for the sound of voices to reach her ears.