And start flailing wildly around you

Water splashes your face, making you choke. Coughing and spitting you fight to stay afloat while trying to get the water out of your eyes at the same time.

The lights are getting brighter! It feels like someone grabbed a dimmer switch and is slowly cranking it up. After a long time in darkness your eyes are now hurting fiercely, you squint and try to protect them with your hand. As soon as you can see a bit it becomes apparent that whatever-they-are are not only stronger, but look to be coming closer, failing down perhaps?

Tiny dots became real stars, then –closer – grew to the size of lighting-bugs. By the time they reach the size of golf-balls, panic has you firmly in its grip again, your chest is tight, you’re turning helplessly this way and that, struggling to breathe. It’s warmer now too and a part of your mind still able to function is wondering if this is going to turn into a showering inferno. The same part is probably responsible for remembering that you are up to your neck in the water. You quickly take a couple of shallow breaths, take one last look up – for an instant which seems to stretch forever you even wonder at a sight of a meteor shower of lights-turned-stars-turned-light bulbs coming down all around you – then fill your lungs in with all the air they can hold and dive just when the first ones start piercing the water around you.

You dive down, but quickly realise that the things? meteors? seem to penetrate water just a short way before floating back to the surface. Concentrating on distance rather than depth, you try to swim away, but the light from above tells you that the strange downpour still continues. Your chest is hurting now but you try to push just a bit longer. Some sort of shore better materialise, and soon, you think and then absolutely have to resurface for air.

The End

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