Chapter Thirty One
“Breath my little vixen It's all going to be okay" a deep voice says. Be okay my ass I try swimming up trying not to let panic set in. “Just breathe you'd be okay" breathe and drown got it. Finally reaching the surface I take a big gulp of air. Than something grabs my right ankle trying to drag me back down. My arms flailing kicking my legs to stay a float, trying to kick the smoke ghost like hand off my ankle. My head bobbing in and out of the surface my ears ringing. The deep voice repeatedly telling me to relax. The ice cold water making me shiver. The ghostly hand dragging me further down. My chest feels like its on fire, my lungs begging for oxygen. Tears in my eyes refusing to give up, seeing the surface get farther and farther away. Reaching for it at a last failed attempt. Pa
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