The beach was deserted, except for a few birds searching for food on the shore. The sun, which had risen a little while ago, was shining brightly on the blue and green shimmering water. The ocean was so clear that Linda was able to see the small fish swimming along the bottom…below the deep water that she was currently swimming in. Oh no! She had swum too far out, and was getting too close to the rocks below End House. She decided that it was time for her to turn back, before she got washed out into the ocean by the strong waves beating at the shore.
She turned to swim back in. She felt herself being forced down beneath the water. She tried to remain afloat by using her arms and legs, but something was holding her down. She kicked her legs backward and hit something hard. It felt like someone’s body. She felt his grip tighten around her neck. Then she was let go and released back into the water. She looked down to see who or what was pulling her down deeper into the water. She saw a large person—wearing a wet suit and mask to cover up his identity—swimming below her in the water.
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