The man sat up, and caught himself from falling forward by jamming his hands into the sand. He shook his head, and then looked up at Geo again. "Yes," he said. "I remember you. What happened? Did we founder? Did the ship go down?"
"Remember me from where?" Geo asked.
"From the ship. You were on the ship, weren't you?"
"I was on the ship," Geo said. "And I got thrown overboard by that damned first mate in a fight. But nothing happened to the ship. It's still out there, you can see it." Suddenly Geo stopped. Then he said, "You're the guy who discovered Whitey's body that morning!"
"That's right." He shook his head again. "My name is Iimmi." Now he looked out to the horizon. "I see them," he said. "There's the ship. But where are we?"
"On the beach of Aptor," Geo told him.
Iimmi screwed his face up into a mask of dark horror. "No," he said softly. "We couldn't be. We were days away from her...."
"How did you fall in?"
"It was blowing up a little," Iimmi explained. "I was in the rig when suddenly something struck me from behind and I went toppling. In all the mist, they didn't see me, and the current was too strong for me, and ..." He looked around.
"You've been on this beach once before, haven't you?" Geo asked.