The man who captured me grabs the back of my neck and shove me into a kneeling position as he ties my hands behind my back and my feet to a rock with a large groove cut through the middle. The gushing wind rips past me as I look over the edge of the boat to see the trail of disturbed water that is left behind us. I think of my family 500km away weeping as they know their Alice is gone, most likely dead or dying somewhere in the deep blue waters that they see from their bedroom window. But still hoping that I will be okay.
Whilst they hope I'm okay, I hope the murderous man preparing to kill me is caught by the police and sentenced to a life time of prison. I glare at him as he picks up a rock about the size of my fist. He steps cautiously towards me as if I could at any second explode. All of a sudden, he bashes the rock on top of my head. So now I have a splitting headache and I am going to die. Blood seeps through my hair and drips down the side of my face. Next thing I know is I'm airborne. Thrust into the waves with the yacht leaving me further and further behind.
So their I am. Sinking to the depths of the Ocean. Blood seeps out of my head, more ferociously now. I know because I can taste it. Air escapes my mouth and nose. The heavy rock weighing me down as I frantically try and scramble to the surface of the water. My throat thirsts for air but that thirst can't be quenched. Black spots appear at the edge of my vision. I get weaker, and weaker, and weaker. All of my memories run in front of my vision and leave my mind, leaving it empty.
The black spots grow bigger and bigger. My attempts to try to reach the air so far above my head grow smaller and smaller until I can't move. My veins feel like lead is running through them instead of blood. My body feels so heavy, why have I not noticed that before? It's all so confusing. I guess the only time to think about this is when you're dying.
The pressure of being so deep underwater should have taken it's toll but my eardrums don't burst. I don't feel anything because I'm so far gone. And as I sink down to the sandy ocean floor. I never notice that I've hit rock bottom because I'm too busy looking into a sun that has grown from nothing behind my half shut eyelids.
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Avenging your own death
AdventureWhen Alice is murdered, she needs to learn how to become the leader of the Angels. But when she makes the decision to take over Earth, she needs to be to decide who is worth saving from the fiery depths of hell.
