Falling, Sinking, Drowning

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Darkness.

I feel as though I'm falling. No, not falling... but sinking.

My head is engulfed by a strange feeling of... confusion. My brain is muffled, blurry.

I rack my brain for answers, for memories, but there's nothing there. It's that feeling when you get a glimpse of a dream, but it's gone too fast and you can't remember it. That's what it felt like.

It brought me to ask myself.. what happened? Where even am I? Who am I?

Suddenly, I start to gain feeling in my arms, my hands. I'm able to move them around. But the air around me... it feels strange. It's too thick.

Maybe I'm in the air somehow, in heaven. I feel like I'm almost floating, I can't feel the ground below me. Did I die? Is this what comes after death?

I can feel my legs now. But.. they feel different. As if they're stuck together... as if they're one.

"That makes more sense," I think to myself. "I'm tied up, someone's holding me hostage... that's also why I can't see."

But there's nothing around my eyes, and I realize I could open them if I want to. So I do. It's harder than I expect it to be. They feel so heavy, like they do after a night of bad sleep.

When I open my eyes, I see a blur. I wait for them to focus, but they don't seem to.

All around me it's dark, and there's barely any light to see where I am. There seems to be a bit of light coming from somewhere about me, and I look up to see the sun shining. The sun. Something familiar. But it's so far away, farther than it usually is. There seems to be some kind of barrier separating me from the sun, as if I'm in an entirely different world. It's almost as if I'm underground.

"No," I realize. "Not underground but... underwater."

I look down at my legs, and panic erupts throughout my body.

My legs are gone. And to replace them there's a long, fish-like tail connected to my waist.

"I'm going to drown."

I gasp for air, knowing that I can't. I feel heavy, and I know my body is sinking down, drowning. I feel dizzy, and my brain blurs.

My last thought is "what happened to me?" before I sink into the darkness.

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