• The water laps at my body. Its a cool and dark and blue . It comforts me. I slice throught the dark blue, paddeling my hands. Every now and then, I would scrape the sand below me. Several others swam beside me, all parallel to the shore. All to my left, none to my right. I look up and find myself in the middle of the ocean.
    A dark shape, darker than the water, loomed below me. I blinked, and found myself inside a whale. I blinked again and I was surrounded by black. Compete black. And standing before me was death himself. In his hand he held a scythe, which he swung one... two... three times, and I collapsed.