The beach house had long been abandoned. It stood over the water on rotting pilings, and it groaned with each surge of the tide. The sandbar it stood on wasn’t even accessible on foot anymore. She’d rowed out, which had taken longer than expected.
Standing on that remote stretch of sand, and staring at the decaying house, she could almost believe she was the last person on Earth, although that wasn’t quite true.
It wouldn’t do for shelter, but if her research was right, there would still be plenty of supplies inside. She got to work finding a way in.