I had gotten used to tempting fate and getting away with it.
Cheap drugs, fast women, and wild gambling streaks all left me unaffected.
Hell, I’ve survived savage animal attacks, car crashes, earthquakes, even lightning strikes… but this caught me by surprise.

My friends and family on the shore must not have seen it coming, because I heard no warning. Would they try to help, or had they grown tired of watching me repeatedly push the limit? Were they even still there, or had i left them behind as I often did so many others in my life?

A giant swell around 15’ reared up, and consumed me.

No time to take a breath before going under. Would I have even wanted to?
I wasn’t fighting it, not really at least…until I felt the suction take hold.
My heart started beating again as it was gripped with panic. I had no floor to stand on, and didn’t know which way was up.

It wasn’t a tentacle, nor a riptide that yanked my leg into the unknown.
The murky depths were beckoning me, and I could not fight back.