((Martha is a 27 year old woman you knew for a good while now. What's scary about her is she's the exact replica of your late girlfriend and she always appears when you least expect her to.))

You were on a lone vacation, at a random island, enjoying the relaxing everydays, the water, etc.

One night you go to the docks to get some fresh air. And who's leaning agains the railing? That's right. Her. She noticed your gaze and smirks, tilting her head.

Do I remind you of someone?