wA-BAm!
The water thundered in her ears, forced itself down her throat, and burned its way into her nose, her lunges, her brain. This water was fierce and deadly -no cool, gentle waves, but hot, choking liquid flames, sucking the breath of life from her. She struggled, searching for air, for land, for something to hold on to. But there was only the water, pulling her into its depths. She couldnt breath. She couldnt swim. She couldnt even scream. The water filled her, searched her thoughts, and she drifted slowly into unconsciousness. The fire cooled, the terror ebbed, and the dark shadow of death embraced her.
She drifted then into a haze of colors and swirls and black, frightening void. Voices? Could she hear voices? One voice? Maybe it was a song. No, all was silence. Thick, enveloping quiet that led to dispare. No reason to care, to breath, to live. So easy to let the silence follow her. That voice. It pierced the darkness. It was calling her name, grabbing her thoughts and making her remember the fear, the pain, the cold, clammy water. The water! She gasped, and the water grabbed her once more, viciously dragging her to its depths. But that voice. A mans voice. It floated down to her where she lay, craddled in the arms of the victorious water. The voice called her one last time.
She drifted then into a haze of colors and swirls and black, frightening void. Voices? Could she hear voices? One voice? Maybe it was a song. No, all was silence. Thick, enveloping quiet that led to dispare. No reason to care, to breath, to live. So easy to let the silence follow her. That voice. It pierced the darkness. It was calling her name, grabbing her thoughts and making her remember the fear, the pain, the cold, clammy water. The water! She gasped, and the water grabbed her once more, viciously dragging her to its depths. But that voice. A mans voice. It floated down to her where she lay, craddled in the arms of the victorious water. The voice called her one last time.