The water is cold.
No, I must not think of that. The water is refreshingly warm. It engulfs me snugly like a blanket on a wintery night. In no way can it harm me. The Deep Ones will surely see that I am one with the water. They will surely spare me when they finally surface, choosing to enslave me instead. I would gladly serve them, my aquatic masters. I only have to remember, that the water is not cold.
Another ten hours to go…
Word Count: 85
Prompt:
#TellTaleThursday – 4th April 2019
#TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya