Deep End [Minsung]

3. Found

Jisung POV

"Hey! Over here!"

I hear someone shouting.

"Call an ambulance!!"

"Oh my...poor boy."

"He's not responding!"

What's happening?

"Can you hear me? Tell us your name. Did you get the police?"

"Yeah they should be here any second. He's bleeding pretty badly."

"Maybe it was another shark attack."

All around me I hear people shouting and I can feel them shaking my body. Where am I? I try to move my hand and I discover it covered in sand. "He's awake!!" A voice above me yells. "Hey there buddy, just sit tight. Help is on the way. Can you tell me your name?"

"Where am I?" I ask struggling to open my eyes. Judging by the strong scent of salt, I'm guessing I'm near the water. The person above me, whoever they are, places their hand over my forehead. "You are running a fever. We are on the beach. Dover Gray Beach. Can you tell me your name?" How in the world did I end up here? "Han Jisung and I'm 25 years old. What's going on?" I still can't open my eyes. My mouth and throat are both ungodly dry. "I don't know. I found you here about 30 minutes ago bleeding and unconscious. You were covered in so much sea weed and sand that from a distance, I thought you were a washed up sea animal."

I'm finally able to open my eyes only be blinded by the sun. I use my hands to block the light and I notice just how filthy I am. "What the hell happened to me?" So many questions run through my head. "You can't remember anything at all?" The stranger looks down at me. I wince as my head starts to pound. There's a stinging sensation in my stomach. "The last thing I remember? I was on a boat with my two friends and I went inside the cabin area. I don't remember anything after that..."

"We have help on the way. What day of the week did you and your friends go out on the boat?"

"Saturday. We went on Saturday." I groan. My head is killing me. "Can you please help me to sit up? I can't breathe." My hands burry themselves in the sand as I push myself into a sitting position. The man next to me just stares at me with an unreadable expression. I sigh. "Let me guess. It's Monday?" He just stares at me. "Well? What's wrong?" I'm really starting to get annoyed. The pounding in my head isn't helping. Why isn't he saying anything? "It's Thursday...I'm just shocked that you've survived this long."

My eyes widen. "I've been gone for five days?" How's this possible? "Chan Hyung? Changbin hyung? I need to find them!" I panic. Pushing myself off the ground I try to run to god knows where. I don't even know what happened or how I got here. Suddenly the stinging feeling is back. I look down to my stomach and discover that I'm bleeding. There's a cut stretching from my chest to my navel.

I wince and clutch my head. Must be dehydrated. The man from earlier is back. "Sir! You need to stay put. You're badly hurt and disoriented." My head starts to pound harder and I can feel my strength slipping. "No...I need to find my friends...please. My phone...I lost my phone." My vision gets blurry for a moment before my legs give out and I fall back to the ground. I don't know what happened to me or how I could be missing for almost five days. Did anyone go looking for me? How could I be here five days later? I try to get up again and the stranger attempts to help me. "Sir, I already called 911. Please, just calm down." I've always been a bit hard-headed, so of course I don't listen. "No! I don't know how I got here. I don't know you! I can't remember anything! Quit telling me to calm down!" I never stop trying to get up and I'm finally able to get up once more. "Please just stop touching me. All of you! Stop staring at me!" There's a crowd surrounding me, looking at me like I've just been resurrected or something.