It was a dark and cloudy night. The wind cold and harsh. People screaming from a distance running toward the boat. The engine, not wanting to start, the air increasing its coldness. People keep screaming in fear, dark fog closing in. The roar of the engine, the boat in overdrive making the water dance agitatedly. The water splattering so coldly you could freeze if you fell into the depths of its darkness. A white boat with blackstripes was running away with the multitude of people. The man manifesting from the water has a faint iluminating glow, like a flashlight. The boat keeps moving through the never ending water with the cold wind and blackend night running away from what ever is chasing them.
May 10, 2011