The water was cold. I took a deep breath and jumped in.
It was evening time. It would soon be dark. In the dim Sunlight I Had seen a person person falling down from this bridge. Yes, falling and not jumping on his own. From what I could make out from the silhouette of the person, it seemed that the person, was my friend, Mark. He didn't know how to swim and had limnophobia.
The water was chilling cold as it was winter. I paddled around, shivering, trying to find him. Just then I heard splashing noises, I turned around hoping to see Mark......but there was nothing there, not even little disruptions in the water. I went back to trying to find Mark, thinking that maybe I might have misheard the direction of the noise.
Not after too long, I found him. I swam back to the bank of the river with Mark. He had passed out. It was only after giving him CPR that he woke up,looking horrified. I thought that maybe it was probably because of his phobia. He seemed to have calmed down after realising that he was out of the water and I was with him. But still hadn't completely calmed down. I tried to calm him down, when he started speaking,"Th-there is ...som-something.......s-someone here."I was very confused and tried to ask him, "who?, What are you talking about." He didn't answer, he just stared, absolutely horrified, at the other of the river. I looked at what he was staring at.
It was a huge clown with a red balloon, bearing it's several teeth at us. It was drenched in red liquid. I was shocked,freezed in fear. Mark was screaming so much, beside me, that his throat was sure to die. We were too scared to move even an inch. It was completely dark now. Even more than usual since the street lights on this bridge.
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