I was standing on a rocky beach, the waves pounding fiercely just before me. The half-moon glittered above my head. There was a flash, and I looked up. The sky was stormy, and I stumbled as thunder roared around me. I heard a slap, like a hand striking the water, and my gaze darted to the water. There was a shape, floating just far enough beneath the surface to hide all but a silhouette. The silhouette of a fish with two long, armlike fins and a tangled mass about the head. The water around the figure suddenly reared up, a ten foot wave encompassing the figure, hasting it towards me. I screamed, not knowing why the fear rose so suddenly. The wave rushed towards me, the figure got clearer..... Clearer........ Clearer! I saw teeth.... Rows upon rows of bloodstained teeth....... I screamed again. I heard a voice, a voice calling my name.....
"Mark! Mark! Wake up! We're there!"
"Huh?" Mark groaned, his eyes snapping open. "What?" He looked up at his mom
"We're there sweetie" Marks mom said brightly.
"Ugh...." Mark groaned, rolling over in what he realized was a car seat, not a stormy beach. He dragged himself out of the car and went around to the back to get his suitcase. As he rounded the tail end he froze. The beach he saw in front of him was the one from his dream.
