12: Ni-Bump-ght

She noticed that the tingle had gone away the closer she got but then she lost her footing completely so she hadn't really had time to process it. When the pressure started it made her remember why she hated large bodies of water. She began to relive the memories of the one and only time she ever went to a beach the day she almost drowned.

She began to panic just like then. She lost all the breath she had in her lungs. She began twisting, turning, and flipping in the water for what seemed like an eternity. She was lashing out for something, anything to grab a hold of. Her hand caught on to a root, she grabbed a hold of that thing and held on for dear life. She found her footing. She began crawling towards the surface.