Sinking

The Unknowns

This is what I have for now- I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer that you have. Just know that this story is still in progress.
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The moment I woke up, I could tell I was dead. For starters, I wasn't in the ocean anymore. Instead, I was lying down on something soft, grass maybe, in a warm, sunny, place. And it was not 1881 anymore. I sat up and noticed a girl, about my age, sitting next to me. She had long, fiery red, braided hair and she was wearing a pink skirt and white tee-shirt with brown combat boots. She was looking down at a daisy she must have picked.

"Hello. My name is Clara." I said. She looked up at me and smiled. I noticed she had dazzling purple eyes. She was about to tell me something when another person, an adult that looked in his twenties, walked up to us.

He said, "Lillian, bring the newcomer to the meeting room. Be there in five minutes."

Her name must be Lillian, I thought to myself.

Lillian got up, so I got up with her.

"The meeting room is that way," she said as she pointed towards a large house-like building. I nodded and looked down at my clothes before walking that direction. To my surprise, my white dress wasn't wet anymore, I guess I didn't notice the change until now.

I followed Lillian to the big structure. It was a silent, dull, walk. When we walked into the building, the first thing I noticed is that it wasn't bright and happy, like outside. Instead it was gray and dark, with only candles as lighting. She motioned for me to sit down at a large wooden table. I did as told and sat down in the chair. She sat down in the chair next to me. The man from earlier walked into the room and sat down at the head of the table, while other people walked in and sat down around the table silently.

"What is this?" I whispered to Lillian.

"It's a meeting. You'll see," she whispered back.