Fwoosh!

A very brief departure into the other world was interupted by a nose full of, then a mouth full of, then lungs full of cold water. All around was the barely distinguishable outline of rock through what seemed to take him and eternity to figure out was blue grey of water. He was coughing and choking as his head popped above the water. He looked up and on the shore there she was watching - just looking at him as if she were a scientist observing a laboratory animal such as a rat fighting for his life. He began to tread the icy water and then began to swim to the shore. He pulled him self out almost at the point where she had been but no longer was. He crawled completely out head pounding out every beat his heart could make. His head ached sharply like when ice cream is eaten to quickly. The blood his brain had decreased severely in temperature. He rolled over on his back grabbed his head and rocked from side to side. The pain subsided and he slowly came to a stop. Finally he laid on his back looking up at the fog. It was getting dark and a cold rain began to fall. He closed his eyes and laid back in the mud. His last thought before he went to sleep was, "But God, you promised!"