The water was cold as I plunged into it.
My long black hair floating above me in swirls as I was descending deeper into the darkness. I could see the moon, it's beams providing the only light around me. My body was paralyzed from the bitter coldness of the pressuring water surrounding me, so I didn't even try to struggle. My eyes were getting heavy, and the water was beginning to sting them.
Just as I was about to close my eyes and drift off into the nothingness, I caught a glimpse of a figure that was above the water. My eyebrows knitted together as I squinted to get a better look at the silhouette.
Then I saw it move. Its head rose up, letting the moonbeams cast light on its face.
His shaggy dark brown hair almost covered his eyes and was just at the end of his neck. His brilliant, shiny green eyes was like an explosion of jade as the light hit them. I was so fixed on his face that I didn't care for what he was wearing. I knew him from somewhere, but I couldn't think of anything at the moment.
He moved again. His arm lifted up, and he placed his index finger against his temple, like his hand was the gun and his middle finger was the trigger. My eyes widened and that's when I struggled to reach him; my arm slowly moving up to reach out to him. Every time I moved a searing pain shot through my whole body. I screamed out as I tried to grab him, making me lose what little breath I had. My throat closed and I started to gag. But I didn't care, I had to stop him.
He looked down at me, then. And a wicked smile spread across his face, his green eyes flashing.
I tried to scream out again; I thought that maybe he could hear me.
But it didn't work. He pulled the trigger.
Everything was like in slow motion at that point. His body started to fall. And everything went black.