Salty Waters

It is was cold, really cold. I'm scared. My face isn't cold, but it's covered. I'm clenching my eyes shut, afraid of what I might see if I opened them. I feel
Motion on my face. I felt the substance covering it drift upwards, in little blobs. As each blob goes up and away, I feel the cold come on to my face in an upward motion. The substance, clears away, and I find the courage to open my eyes. The moment my eyelids open I feel something rush in. My eyes sting with what feels like salt. An then, I realized where I was. I was underwater.