I could feel water all around me, cold and lifeless as if it was swallowing me whole. I remember hearing once that when faced with death, your life the entirety of what I had lived would flash before my eyes. Reliving each and every moment, but I did not want to remember mine.
I could slowly feel the panic set in, was I really ready for death? Or should I stay and fight. It was then that I realised a pressure on my chest, was this the reason I couldn’t move?
My eyes burst open, causing my fists to clench. I could see the moonlight rippling in the water and a silhouette of something, draped over me showing no other action than aggression.
I was now bathing in fear and panic, I didn’t know what to do. I kicked with all my might, my screams never to be heard muffled by the water. Was I going to die?
I could feel the mockery of death dancing around me, my vision was fading.
I am losing strength.
I could see it fully now, the light from the night sky. I was trying to remember the warmth of the sun. I was losing feeling, my body was limp and lifeless.
It was then I realised that the silhouette above me was gone. But I couldn’t move.
I could feel a warmth flowing down my face, was I crying?
It was then I knew that I needed to summon up the last of my strength. I wanted to survive.
My chest tightened and screamed with everything I had left in me. But there was nothing but silence.
My eyes began to close, burning from the sea salt, darkness was taking me again. I had nothing left except for this cold emotionless water keeping me company.
I was drowning.