Prologue
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There are strange events that occur every now and then.
Some were captured by cameras, a glitch, a modern way to say. A story that were foretell by one person to another, making a snowball effect that was once called myth or legends.
Other times, if you were lucky, it might take place right in front of you, a miracle.
And oftentimes, it transpire without the knowledge of anyone, even the person who experience it themselves.
It has a low chance for it to happen from someone you know and less probability of it happening to yourself.
It was impossible to understand and to explain...
Or even to predict. Because most of the time those strange events, arises within the blink of an eye, making it impossible to confirm their existence.
Nevertheless, it happens.
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It hurts...
Her head was ringing and the sounds from outside were muted as though something was blocking her ears.
She felt like there was a heavy blanket over, restraining her movements. Even her breathing feels suffocating.
Uncomfortable, she slowly opened her eyes and saw a blurred dimmed place. Thinking her sight is adjusting she blinks to realize she's submerge under water and was drowning.
Surprised at her location she opened her mouth to scream but choked on cold water that filled her lungs and blood pounded behind her eyes.
Instinctively, swimming up to the surface. But her legs was hindered by something heavy. It was her strange clothes.
Still, she didn't give up. Using her arms she tried her best to swim, kicking up the long layered clothes. Her Body fighting for every last bit of air.
Slowly and painfully, all she can think of was to survive. She weakly trying to push herself out of the invisible prison with her arms and hands.
She kick to pushes herself again but she could find no leverage, for all she knew she was dragging herself further down. She wanted to cry for help, but she couldn't bring enough air into her lungs.
Every muscle in her body ached in protest as she struggled towards the surface. But it seems she can't reach it.
When she grasped for her last breath of air icy-cold water flooded in; her throat burned as if a thousand needles had been plunged into it. And her eyesight started to dim and deluded.
Death lurked around the corner.
- Writer
