warning: mentions of drowning and description of dead body
He could see the trainers floating, her trainers. Rain was beating down on his head, cascading down his face obscuring his vision, but he knew what he saw.
He runs to the river and jumps in, not more wet than he was before, but maybe a bit warmer. He felt warm under the water, but the rain pelt down like cold bullets on the exposed parts of his body.
He trudged along the river floor until his feet no longer reached, and he had to fight his way against the current, arms and legs kicking like they never had before.
He could see her hair, her brown hair, splayed out on top of the water. The rain was so forceful it made her body bounce slightly. She was not resisting.
He grabbed her arm, trying as best he could to drag her closer to him, closer to the shore. He felt the chill of her swollen skin ascend up his arm and to his chest.
He found his footing on the floor and scooped her up. Death felt heavy in his arms.
The limp wet hair on her limp wet body was splayed on her face. It looked less brown than before.
He walked closer to the shore, at least he was trying to. With each step he took he felt just as far away. He increased his pace but stayed where he was.
He started to panic.
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