The sand became murky water swallowing me in a whirlpool.
I could see the sunset from below, its orange hues reflected on the surface.
Dad was still sitting on the beach, impassive.
I screamed in desperation, but the sea drowned out my screams.
Suddenly, his face disfigured into a macabre grimace.
His features melted into a rotting skull.
He opened his empty sockets in my direction and a sinister laugh echoed in my ears.
I emerged suddenly from those murky waters, drenched in cold sweat.
Mom's voice whispering “my baby girl” was the last thing I heard before I passed out.
