I slowly opened my eyes which were filled with salt, cracking on my eyelids. I had woken up in the middle of the sea or someplace like that. As I cleared my eyes, I found it it was nighttime, and a full moon shone bright down onto the glistening water. So, here I was again, alone. I wasn't scared of the fact I was probably miles off from home because I have always loved the sea and loved to be near it apart from the creatures that dwell in the waters. My eyes widened as I saw a familiar island-Tyrant Island. I started to panic, Tyrant island? Tyrant Island?! I froze, the worst thing about being near Tyrant island were the sharks. I saw a ripple in the water a few meters beside me, I attempted to make my breathing slower but failed as they turned into slow gasps of fear. A bubble rose from the surface, now closer to me. Then I did something I shouldn't have done- panic. I splashed around, screaming and probably looking like a retard. I tried to swim to the neatest Island but the current was too strong so I lay there looking at the moon,aware that I was in shark infested waters and aware that something was approaching me, bubble by bubble.
