Douglas opened his eyes, the cold river water was gentle on them, but it also made it harder to see. The surface was just above him, he could see the water rippling with the wind. The sun made it spark, and he could make out the shadows of the trees on the shore. His hands reached instinctively for the surface, as his lungs begged for air. Yet, he knew it was time to say goodbye.
He felt a pull on his legs, and the light became dimmer. The creature was dragging him to the bottom of the river. He had tried to fight, but he had no strength anymore, and he ended up giving up. It was his time and he had to face it. Everyone ended up eaten by the creature anyway.
Douglas opened his mouth and let the water in. His lungs had been screaming for air, but they were filled with water. He could feel the water rushing in, replacing any trace of air, he fought against the need to cough. He couldn't see light anymore, but he didn't know if it was because he was already far from the surface or because his eyes were not working. Pain invaded him, as his body was fighting with its last strength against death. But in the end, there was only water. No life.
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