The Ocean

I was swimming deep under the blue water of the ocean. I was fully clothed and wearing a pair of black jeans, a t-shirt, vest and a scarf that floated freely in the water. I was able to breathe but I was aware I was submerged. As I was swimming further across the sea I had come upon a sunlit, sandy plain and sitting on the ocean flat was a school bus. It had not been there too long and I for some reason had a compelling sense that all of my friends and people that I loved were on the bus waiting for me. As I swam closer and closer I had come to see that the entire school bus was infested by a form of marine sea snakes, squirming and living in its interior. A massive colony. This was not a place I was welcome. I gathered my thoughts and tried to swim away as casually and undistinguished as possible in fear that the snakes might notice me in my escape. I looked back and it appeared as if I was free until one snake started slithering my way. It was completely white with decals of red adorning its sides and face. I assumed it was attracted to the way my scarf was floating in the water and the first thing that came to mind was to remove it and slowly distract the snake as I tried to swim free. Suddenly my back was met by a rock wall. The rock wall was accompanied by a massive staircase made of coral and stone. I could see sunlight at the top of the staircase shining with a hint of sanctuary if I could only get up. The snake was close, in fact it was getting too close for comfort. I tried to push off the steps in order to swim directly upwards rather than taking the staircase to shallow waters but I was bound by a strange form of gravity. The staircase had to be climbed. The snake lunged at my scarf. It knew I was a creature that did not belong. I started crawling backwards up the staircase trying my hardest to avoid the snake until finally it made its move. It shot at my arm sinking its teeth deep into my upper muscle tissue. I grabbed its throat trying to pry its slimy head off of my arm. I knew it had injected some kind of a toxin or poison into my body because I could feel it start coursing through my veins. Its fangs started coming loose the tighter I squeezed and I had pried it off. Still squeezing the snakes throat in fear that it might slip out and make another attack, it fought hard as I tried to climb the stairs with my other arm. I knew the poison was kicking in. I was becoming weaker and weaker and my eyes felt heavier with every motion. The snakes head had turned to stone with every stair I climbed and the rest of its body shortly followed. My breathing slowed down drastically and I felt as if sleep was coming on. I lifted my arm for one last attempt at the climb and then...I woke up.