I heard my name.
Even in the dark of night, I recognized the voice.
But it couldn't be. The owner of the voice drowned at sea.
He called me again from a distance.
I quickly headed down the beach, towards the ocean.
"Oh, please help me!" he cried out in pain.
I ran faster. He kept calling, and I kept running.
My thoughts screamed at me; this can't be real. But I ignored the logical workings of my mind.
He was my best mate. We'd known each other since childhood.
I missed him more than I admitted to myself.
"Don't leave me here!" he begged.
I ran even faster, stumbling over the rocks marking the edge of the ocean at low tide.
"I'm coming," I cried out, "where are you?"
Silence replied. Its cold fingers caressing my skin.
I shivered and fell to my knees. Tears dripped from my eyes.
The memories creep into my thoughts, overwhelming me.
Childhood games. Teenage shenanigans. Friendship.
I sat in the wet sand; my thoughts reminiscing through the good and the bad.
It all ended too soon. I wished it could've gone on forever without that one regret.
"It can and it will," I heard him say.
The panic missing from his voice. "The tide's come back in."
I jumped to my feet, knowing the truth.
Surrounded by black rising water, I screamed, "I can't swim."
I heard his menacing laugh, realizing he knew that it was me who drowned him in the sea.
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Tales of horror in precisely 250 words. Journey into tales of evil and malevolence. Prepare for a twist into despair. Feel the shivers rattling down your spine. For who knows what waits in for you in the darkness.