An Old Search

We began to arrive at a beach, which was blocked by a metal gate. I could already see people sunbathing, and people in the sea, swimming and swaying in the water.

I could see little floats floating on the ocean, and children laughing as they created sand castles. Reminded me of the old days, when me and my dad went to beaches. My mom just decided to go to the nearest food truck.

Somehow we live in California, but yet don't go to any sort of beach there. Funny.

"Alright, where do you guys want to search? Or should I assign an outpost for us," she said, looking at us.

"Outposts," Tisiah chose, and everyone else agreed with him. She nodded. "Alright. Connor, you will be at the heart of the beach. Nikki and I will search close to the gate. Malachi and Tisiah will look at the nearby streets."

"How are the nearby streets a good idea?"

"Because it's nearby."