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and everyone i reached for in the swirling ocean...instead of holding me up, grabbed likewise onto me and forced my head under the waves again. so i would extricate myself from their grasp and move to the next person...that one over there seemed to be treading water pretty well. but when i reached him with my plea for help, i realized he was drowning quicker than i. reaching out for me, he grabbed ahold of my shoulder and tried to pull himself out of the choking saltwater. my head went under and the vile brine filled my eyes and nose. the roar of the water distorted the sounds of struggle above and the gasping voices sounded alien when carried through the sea. opening my eyes in the stinging ocean, i looked around. the brown water blurred my vision more and the thought flashed through my mind that i could just stay down here. just stay and rest. finally rest. pain shot through my head as the flailings of the one above me came into shocking contact with my temple. the brown water became darker and darker with black flashing across my vision.

to be continued...when i find out what happens