It called her in, so she drifted toward the shoreline. Her bare feet were iced, but her blood flowed warm, steady through her body. It was time to leave, to enter into a new dimension.
The sea looked black and calm. Scarlet waded in slowly, as not to disturb her pool of Bethesda. No lifeguards, she thought to herself. But this reality didn't frighten her. The moon shone silver in the midnight sky. She looked up at it with a smile.
Up to her waist now, she wrapped her sweater tight around her arms and took a deep breath. She was not afraid.
In a brief moment of desperation, she hurled herself downward, plunging downward in full release to the silent sea. Faintly, a voice called to her. "Scarlet, you are healed. You are beautiful."
She came up for a few seconds, choking, gapsing for breath, her throat filled with saltwater.
The waters encompassed her, threw her down. She fought at first, but soon relented. She drifted farther away. Fear gripped her as she frantically tried to make her way up.
The voice called to her again. "Relax, Scarlet. Don't fight me. You are safe. Don't fight anymore."
She let her body fall downward as a deep sleep seemed to fall over her. The sea seemed bottomless.
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She awoke to the sound of crashing waves and the smell of damp sand. Opening her eyes, she realized she had been there all night. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and whispered, "I won't fight now. I am clean."
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