The water just kept gushing out onto my face blinding my vision, this could be the end of me!
Mysteriously the transparent liquid changed from being crazy to soft and gentle like a feather. I climbed up the broken edge and made it to the top. The only colour I could see was black, thick black surrounding me.
I could hear footsteps in this unknown location. Screeching voices could be heard, red eyes could be seen in the distance. I could sense danger. The figure shouted "I'm..." I woke up dreary. What a nightmare, who was that figure? No-one will ever know....
Each week we are taking part in 'The 100 Word Challenge' to be creative and expressive with our writing.