Across the River

I plunged into the frigid waters of the river, the current nearly swept me off my feet and I stumbled, but the thing was still behind me. I yelped, a short cry of terror as I tried to make my feet move and take me across the river.

I struggled with my panic and my frozen muscles, trying desperately to make them move. The night seemed to be growing darker. I could barely see. I slipped and the current carried me down, down down.

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