Sleeping with Death

His drifting

Emuilo, still submerged deep beneath the water, felt no need for oxygen. He didn't even feel scared, actually felt comforted by the water's cold embrace. Just drifting deeper into the darkness. Emuilo turned all around, looking for his new friend. Happily awaiting to meet them. 

He began to notice ad odd fluorescent blue, upon seeing it he was filled with a sharp pain in his chest.  The pain pounded and resonated all throughout his body. He gripped his chest and yelped in pain, slowly losing consciousness. 

Emuilo strained to stay awake, but the pain wouldn't let up at all. He screamed more, stretching out a hand for something, only getting water. Suddenly, long skinny fingers intertwine with his own. Emuilo notices he's no longer surrounded by water, but completly dry and in a dim lit place. He drowsily clings to the one he's clasped hands with. Before getting the chance to look at them, Emuilo passes out. Falling into a deep sleep.