Dark Waters

Everything was silent, so eerily silent.

My focus was on the searing pain coursing throughout my body. There was stinging, everywhere. Pricks and needles jabbed against my skin, coating it in mountains of gooseflesh, creating the most painful, shocking sensation surge through me.

The innocent looking rolls of the splashing, navy blue waves pushed me in a mocking motion. My breath was coming out it short, shaking gasps of fright and I could feel my heart thumping wildly within my chest, threatening to burst out and away. My hair was whipping around my head in a muck, being controlled by the fierce wind swirling around me. My eyes clouded ever so lightly from the droplets of water that popped out at them from the sea, adding more salt and colliding with the tears that skipped down my frost bitten, rosy cheeks, that I had not yet been aware of.

I felt, rather than saw, the ship that my family and so many other passangers had boarded just a day ago, slide into the murky depths of the unforgiving ocean, noiselessy gliding in a flawless sink, until it reached the mushy grains of sand that dusted upon the ocean's floor.

Inhaling another frantic gulp of air, I was vagely aware of my legs and arms kicking, instinctively, underneath me in small circular movements, keeping my head above the water.

A ransacked sob croaked out of my throat as I craned my neck to see my surroundings.

Hastily, I blinked my eyes, once, twice, then thrice for good measure, clearing them as best I could, my eyelids rubbing away the cloudiness in them. I scanned around me.

Bodies.

Everywhere.

My eyes fell upon people that I had seen with me on what was once our sturdy, cruise ship. Their skin had paled to a pasty white with a sickening, unhealthy bluish hue, their lips a royal violet purple. Their eyes were blank of lively glints as they floated in the sodium filled liquid, their dark pupils shrunken and dull.

They did not fight, they did not breathe, they did not move in the water that had stolen the blackness of the velvetly evening sky.

It seems that the ocean was now a dirty bath of ebony with lifeless corpses serving as it's wash-time toys.

I screamed, a blood curling screech, cutting through the spookish silence, like a chainsaw slashing through rosewood, hanging around me.

Rasps erupted from the mouth, passing through my unnatural color shade of lips. I glanced around. Here I was, surrounded by the victims, surrounded by the murderer, surrounded by the thundering waves.

My legs kicked harder in the thick water, begging God to wake me from this nightmare, to send me a reminder that this was just a dream, but nothing came.

My crying grew hysterical, as did my movements in the water.

I could not believe it. How could this happen to me? How was this happening? How? Why?

Thoughts and pleas were racing through my head, and unknown to me, muttering through my mouth in inchoherent rambles, a jib-jamble of words.

God, please help me. I don't want this! Please, someone! What's happening, oh my god, what the hell? Please! No, I don't want this to be it, this is not happening to me! This can't happen. I'm dreaming, God dammit, I'm dreaming, this is a nightmare. Please! This IS NOT HAPPENING! NO!

It all kept coming out of my mouth and everything bombarded my mind, thoughts, questions. My brain was fogged with overwhelming confusion, frustration, desparation...trepidation.

I was panicking continuously, not even reminding myself that maybe, just maybe someone was out looking for me, maybe a ship was coming to the rescue. But, no. Nothing positive even dared to smack into my mind and help calm my nerves.

I was screaming, yelling, crying, quivering, kicking. All at the same time.

My eyes widened to the size of tea saucers as I realized a chill run through my veins, a shiver brushing up my spine. My body went rigid and stiff for a brief moment, that felt live eons. I was deathly cold. The reminiscence of my body heat had been knocked out of me, I knew that I had to feel like ice upon contact.

Everything switched to slow motion.

That brief moment in time that I halted my motions was eagerly taken advantage of.

The water around me twinkled mischievously before shifting in a sway. It rocked me back and forth like a baby in its mother's arms, in a hypnotic pattern, then, it just stopped. It all stopped, movement itself siezed to exist.

Out of now where, I head loud mighty crash. My head jerked to the right. I screamed as I whitnessed the creating of a grand wave. It branched off from the cloudy sea, shooting skyward and arching elegantly, disappearing into the night sky, erasing the faint line of the horizon.

I kept screaming, shouting, over and over again., my heart beat and twisted, my arms twitched, my legs moved.

I thrashed in the water, pushing me away from it, attempting to escape it, but the force and strength of the wave was inhuman, it was supernatural.I had little time to gasp in shock as I was engulfed within the ebony waves of terror, swallowed by the freezing substance.

But, I did not give up. I flipped and twirled in the water, punching kicking, slashing, squirming, almost as if I was performing a dance of agony.

Some people say that your life flashes before you like a slideshow of happiness as your time is ending, yet that did not happen. I saw nothing of my past or even a glimse of the future. I just struggled in the captivating arms of the water as it hugged me tighter to it, even though I felt my life light slipping out of my grasp.

My last bit of life was yanked away from me along with a muffled scream of protest.

You only die once, and because of that, your body has not yet learned to do so gracefully. I believe that is why I fought back until the end...until I was devoured by the merciless dark waters.

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