Chapter 2: Feelings of power
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He arrived at the beach just as the sun started to rise far away, somewhere on the other side of the seemingly endless ocean. He sat down on the sand and looked at the horizon. Just being near the ocean– it gave him a feeling of power, control, that he did not understand. All of a sudden, the need to come in contact with the water filled him. He stood up and slowly walked until he was submerged up to the waist. Then, without thinking, he dove.
He found out that he could see and breathe underwater, but for some reason, it didn't bother him more than that. Peter swam around, enjoying himself, but also going further and further away from the shore.
Just being in the water… Peter felt in control, as if nothing could happen to him. The ocean was his. Big mistake.
But suddenly, the feeling of confidence and safety he had felt vanished, and was replaced by fear, as if there were more than one power in this same ocean. Waves started rising at the surface, and the currents became stronger and faster. A storm was brewing. A very big storm.
Peter tried to get to the surface, but currents complicated things, and when he managed, he had to get back underwater to avoid a big wave. Seeing no other option, Peter swam downwards, into the deep.
To be followed...
PS: sorry if my chapters are not very long... especially this one, as I didn't have much to write here.