Chapter 33

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Time is lost.

I continue to swing my arms around playfully. The water is too warm, not too. Man, if I could be an animal I would be a starfish. In the wild, they can literally be eaten alive until their last arm lays on the seafloor. Then, that same arm can regenerate in a matter of days…now that I think about it, Ren is kind of like a starfish…

The water vibrates from under me.

I open my eyes.

Fuck.

Looking up at the sky, I realize I'm not even outside. I'm seeing pink flesh. Bubbling in my ear is salvia.

I stop myself from floating.

Splashing in the liquid, I get my feet under me and try to stand upright.

"Ew!" I grimace.

The saliva is knee high.

I take my jacket off to shake the excess water. There are tiny neon fish swimming around the saliva. It's the only source of light. I think they're krill.

As the liquid continues to vibrate, I take my jacket and swing it over my shoulders.

I run my hands over my right hip.

My dagger.

"Okay…okay." I say to myself.

It's gone.

The last thing I remember is hanging off of the icy cliff. I don't even remember hitting the ocean. My silver is probably stuck on the side of a snow wall.

I look at my feet.

The water has drained down to my ankle.

Slipping my arms in my jacket, brushing my hair out of my face, while shaking my head, I start to make my way to the back of the mouth.

I slog through the water.

It's almost all drained to the back of the throat.

My boots feel like hell. The saliva is all up in my shit. I can't deal. Shaking my head, I slowly make it to the furthest edge of the tongue before the throat goes vertical. I look up. I stare at the uvula. Taking a deep breath, I move backwards several feet. Nervously, I get in my lunge position. Then, I charge forward. I try not to slip on the flesh beneath me, and, fortunately, I manage to leap off of the tongue.

"Hmm!" I grunt.

Swinging onto the uvula, my hands grab onto the flesh as hard as I can, but it's far too slippery.

I catch myself from falling off.

Barely.

The air rapidly moves past me and suctions down to the bottom of the throat.

I hear the wave.

Looking down below, I see the massive rush of water propelling up, and I look up to see the flesh ceiling open.

Crashing into me, the water pulls me off the uvula and pushes me up the blowhole. The rush is electrifying. Like a tidal wave, I'm exploding into the air and the cold blizzard immediately hits my face.

The momentum of the blast shoots my body in the air for seconds.

Suddenly, I crash onto an icy ground. The impact sends me sliding on the surface, then I harshly crash into another damn snow wall.

My spine hits the ice, and forces my body to stop immediately.

"... I'm gonna have zero bones after I'm done with this…" I seeth through my teeth.

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