Intertwined

Ravi

 It kept a firm grip and continued to drag me farther from docks until I could no longer see the seafloor. There wasn't a moments worth of gasping for air when I was pulled under and the slam of the thick water took what was left of it.

The salt stung my eyes forcing me to squeeze them shut, the tears that formed intermixed with the sea water. Perhaps this was where the ocean got its saltiness: the tears of its victims swelled and filled what might once had been fresh waters.

My throat burned and grew dry and itchy, screaming for oxygen. It must have been a few minutes because suddenly my head grew foggy and light. The intense beating of my heart that had drummed in my ears began to slowly fade. Is this how I'm going to die?

A prick of my neck jolted a weak, muffled scream from me. Oxygen bubbles floated from my lips to the surface that looked far above. Grey and white sheets covered the skies above slowly swallowing the sun and darkening the waters.

Small clouds of red liquid danced around me. Blood. I was practically useless. I'm not some legendary creature or monster that had great strength or power. I was just a regular person with the useless power of communication. All talk but no bite... Wait.... Communication....

I forced my eyes open to look above and I sent out what I could.

HELP ME! I'VE BEEN DRAGGED UNDER WATER FROM MIROPAI BAY BY AN UNKOWN BEING!

PLEASE IF THERE'S ANYONE OUT THERE HELP ME..

Help me.......... help -

I watched the last word fly above before everything went dark.

Blurry images flashed for seconds and disappeared, showing a new scene each time:

A bright light shined from up high highlighting a tall, distorted figure growing bigger in size.

Shadows sharply spread far out from both sides of the figure and pulled in as quickly as they appeared.

A loud splashing sound boomed everywhere.

What's going on? The dark figure grew light colors as it continued to grow bigger and bigger.

Arms snaked around my waist and under my knees and I felt my body being pulled up.

Am I not dead? Who is this person? Where did the creature go?

Before another question surfaced, my body was thrown against the hard gravel. I coughed out the stored water from the lungs, witnessing the water splat in all directions and stream down my cheeks. Oh thank God I'm alive!

A deep voice rung at my ears. "Are you okay? Are you alright? Oh lord please be awake!"

The voice spoke from my right ear to the front. Weight pushed against my stomach and chest, suffocating me. My eyes fluttered open to find a shirtless Asian man hovering on top of me. His dark eyes sparkled with concern and fright.  Who is this guy?

He continued to blabber on and on but the words he spoke didn't fit the movement of his lips. How is he doing that? I thought. 

Then it hit me...Korean? Haven't heard the language in person before, my mom always told me about the world before isolation where many different languages were spoken at one place. It's rare to hear another person speak another language other than English.

His hand caressed my head, pulling a thick strand of hair from my face. I slapped his hand away and crawled from under him to a distance.

"Woah woah woah take it easy there creeper boy!" I blurted. "Where's the shirt?!"