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RE: 'The Disturbed Lake' - Steemit Story Chain #17 Where You Write the Story and 100 Whaleshares for the Winner

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Part 5

I needed to save myself more than my Nano ledger. The more I tried to swim away, the more it edged closer. I got terrified and urinated all over myself to give the water an acidic taste and yellowish colour since I was instantly down with fever.

I wasn't ready to die today. No, I will rather swim away. The more I tried to swim, the more i felt like I was sinking in. I was sinking in deeper and deeper. With the shadows of the crocodile approaching me, my bones, limbs and nerves grew weaker. I was about to drown when I felt it cold grip on me. I had no choice than to shut my eye, say a little prayer and get ready to die while being cut in shred.

I said a little and waited for a while longer. I must be dreaming, I was still alive. Lo, it wasn't the crocodile. It was the fisherman who had spotted me from a distance struggling with the water. Oh, I was barely hallucinating and seeing trance of the last crocodile. The one captured alive by the county police. Once a peaceful lake now disturbs not just my image of life, but my mental state.