[The last time she'd seen a thing that looked like Bruce on one of these islands, it had been some kind of ghost. The last time she'd tried a beach on an island, there had been a weird skull that fed on the loss and mourning of people to fuel its zombie horde. There is literally nothing good she expects to come from this, but there is that perverse gnawing hope that somehow a version Bruce might end up here and alive.
Also, he mentioned an anus, and she's pretty sure that's not where she'd start this particular seaside hallucination.]
Arrival
[The last time she'd seen a thing that looked like Bruce on one of these islands, it had been some kind of ghost. The last time she'd tried a beach on an island, there had been a weird skull that fed on the loss and mourning of people to fuel its zombie horde. There is literally nothing good she expects to come from this, but there is that perverse gnawing hope that somehow a version Bruce might end up here and alive.
Also, he mentioned an anus, and she's pretty sure that's not where she'd start this particular seaside hallucination.]