The Lost Words

                                                              Prologue 

I was swimming calmly not trying to attract attention to myself. I could sense the presence under me, like a predator stalking its prey. I turned my head as I got pushed back and forth by the choppy waves it was only then when I realized how far out I was. I past the buoy, which marked the end of the safety zone.

    I could only imagine what could be waiting for me in the depths of the oceans. "How did I get myself into this?" I whispered starting to panic. I went through my memory, was there a lifeguard or was I stranded out here alone with just the enemies under me for company? Then I remembered the lifeguard sign, swim at your own risk, it had said. Will I die out here?

     I didn't have time to ponder this horrific question for in all of the ten seconds it took to think of this, my death sentence had finally caught up with me. I could sense a presence all around me. I was surrounded; There was more than one monster.

     I could feel them sizing me up, debating whether or not I was easy prey. They pushed closer to me almost touching my fragile skin. I was surprisingly calm for how much I wanted scream and call for help. I knew it would do no good there were to many them and I was to far out.

      I knew I only had seconds left. They were getting anxious and were going to pounce any minute. The time had come.It was like they were communicating, they all attacked at the same time. They pulled me under and held me there until I thought my lungs would burst. The pain was excruciating. 

       I slowly became detached from myself and felt like I was watching this horrific thing happen. I knew in that moment that I would die, there was no one to see the churning water or hear the screams I knew I was screaming.

      I stopped moving but was still aware of my surroundings. I wondered if I had died and moved on, but then I heard a melody a sweet sad melody that said it‘s time to go to sleep there's nothing to fear. I couldn't make out the words but I knew it was the monsters singing me to sleep, or in this case my death. They were giving me the gift of their music and their words. My death wasn't bad it wasn't painful but I was aware as my soul seeped out of my corpse, out of the darkness and into the light.