Bubbles blob to the surface and an outstretched arm is trying to clasp the other but the hand slips away into the abyss of darkness never to be seen again. A long and horrible silence follows…
Tommy wakes up. Beads of sweat surface and drench his shirt. It is the same recurring dream night after night that leaves him feeling that he hasn’t slept a wink. The dark ring under his eyes has made him the butt of jokes at school. He hated it. Lately, he had noticed his lanky frame growing thinner by the day. Wearing loose shirts only emphasised the cigarette like slimness of his frame. To top that, his protruding cheek bones and panda like eyes made him appear more like a skeleton.
As they walk pensively towards the lake, a lone, solitary place amongst the trees in Forest County, there is the soft whispers of the wind and the tweeting of birds in the trees that breaks the silence between them.
Walking along the quiet road, shadowed by tall looming trees; rustling in the breeze attentively as if they knew… Finally, Mark breaks the silence.
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