His bruised and bloody body was fished from the Mediterranean Sea with only a wand and a single key as a clue to his identity. Even his name was a mystery. Did he dare to trust the man who found him lying on the beach? This story intentionally parallels The Bourne Identity by Robert Ludlum, as per the original prompt request.
Агнета Блоссом:
Хотите настоящий ужас, от которого дыбом встают волоски на шее? Тогда вам точно сюда.
Вначале всё так обыденно, спокойно, ну какие ужасы, какая мистика…
А дочитайте до конца. Вот там и есть ужас настоящий. (((