Word Count: 100
Challenge: #137 Swimming
Darkness has overtaken him again, he feels the pull of the currents pulling him down…down…down into the fever induced sleep. He struggles to come up for air, only to be pulled back down again. He knows he’s drowning. He needs to get to the surface; he needs to see the men again. They need him. He pushes upward, fighting, struggling for air. He reaches for a hand to pull him to sunshine, after finding it he feels himself being pulled up to safety. When he awakes he finds his savior smiling at him. He weakly smiles back at Ronald Speirs.