It had been six days since Lucy Gray had decided to leave her home in West City.

Lucy didn't follow specific directions or a route. She just drove where she felt was right. She did have to stay overnight in a couple motels along the way. She arrived in North City and was met with a rumble in the background. She recognised it immediately. Grabbing her camera she set out to find the source of the unmistakeable sound of crashing water.

***

A few hours later, Lucy had been manoeuvring her way through a particularly dense thicket when she lost her balance and stumbled. However, instead of landing on wet, hard ground. She landed face first into something rough and gritty. She looked up and was met with the most beautiful scenery she had ever seen.

It was a perfectly undisturbed beach. The water was a vibrant blue colour and the shore was a pearly white colour. Lucy smiled. Perhaps this was the start of her photography journey. She took out her camera and peered through the lens, focusing on a portion of the pristine pearly white beach and the large expanse of cyan sparkling water. She moved to take the photograph, when a man emerged out of the water. He was tall and had distinctive features. He looked oddly familiar. But it wasn't until an unmistakably bright blue surfboard came into focus that Lucy realised who it was.

"Daniel..." Lucy breathed. And she took off running towards him.

The End.