As I struggle to breathe, only then do I realise, I can't swim. What can I do? The water is getting stronger, now growing arms to push me down, to prevent me from remaining buoyant.
I can hear wisps of voices as the waves crash in the distance. I am actually not even that far away from the shore.
I thrash around aimlessly, with the cacophony of voices now surrounding me like a demonic ritual, with the strong arms of the water pushing me down.
The true side of dominance is frightening.
