JELLYFISH

DOOR 013

[name] felt the pressure of something heavy weighing on the back of their neck, digging deeper into their skin. Blood slid up along the back of their throat, and they coughed it up quickly after propping themselves upright slightly, then rolled a bit of way away, still wanting to lay on the floor.

Their body was heavy, even though they did nothing to move upright. The room was still as dark as ever, but [name] didn't open their eyes to the light that no doubt would soon (or already did) belong to the mutant known as Sebastian.

They closed their eyes for a moment, then found themselves standing.

Standing in a hallway, facing toward a window, reinforced, but still showing off that ominous, dark water. The lights above them flickered, but not like when the Angler approached, it was a quick flicker, nothing more.

Turning their head proved futile, as they couldn't. It was some odd force stopping them from looking away from the glass. They had no trouble moving their eyes, but there was nothing of note to see.

[name] swallowed hard and squeezed their eyes shut. It was a dream. Yes, a dream; because when they opened them again, [name] found themselves outside, in the water. Their hands flew to their face, slowly, then found the diving mask attached to it without their prior knowledge.

There was only a singular light, right underneath them. A green flare, but no other flares to guide them. Everything around them was dark and foggy. Looking up, there was a faded, greyish-blue color. It was the sky, but could hardly be seen. Actually, [name] wasn't sure if that was the sky or just a trick of the light. It was most likely the latter.

[name] found themselves able to move now, but refused to, as the fear of swimming further into the dark and losing track of the flare on the sea floor caused some sort of cold fear to strike their heart. They shivered but found themselves not to be cold, and their eyes began to dart about, seeing flashes of movement within their very obscured vision.

There was practically nothing else out there that [name] could see. Nothing was here with them, they were alone.

At least, that's what they wanted to think. Hell, these waters carried beasts that [name] was unfamiliar with, and they were certain that different aquatic species not yet found could be found where they were right now.

This was a dream, this a dream.

A whine in the air, muffled by the water, caused [name]'s breathing to grow short and quick. They lifted their head, almost crying out at the sight of the Searchlights soaring above them, the orange lights just a bit of way away from their body.

There were creaks and clicks in the air as the giant creature curved in the water, albeit slowly, gliding away from [name]'s current position. They stared at the lights, the only other light they could see aside from the flare underneath them. For a moment, there were shadows of still objects underneath the lights. They could vaguely make out what looked like a large tube of sorts, but that was about it as the lights veered away after finding nothing in its sight.

Soon, the Searchlights disappeared over a large mound of sand and metal, leaving [name] back in the dark. [name]'s breathing steadied for a moment, but before they could calm down, the ground rumbled. It vibrated the water around them, shaking them to the core.

Sand began to shake and uplift in the air as something dark lifted from the ground in the close distance. It lifted so high that the outline of it could be seen in the greyish-blue of the water above; a...a skull. It was some sort of dead, sea creature, but not a sea creature that [name] knew of. This skeletal being was dead, but it was moving.

They cringed at the sound of a low, horn-like whine that echoed in the air that shook their brain. The creature leaned lower, its entire being disappearing in the dark of the water. Sand that had been shaken off by its remains began to filter downwards, some falling in front of [name] and sticking to the front of their diving mask.