Anticat

I crashed into a body of water. I floundered for a moment before managing to kick back to the surface. I coughed in annoyance and rubbed some water from my eyes. A slight smell of blood reached me and I grimaced while starting to look around.

The pitch black of nothingness was gone, but not an eerie green glow filled the room. I looked up while treading water, a million small glowing worms continued to slink along the ceiling.

A great murder trap, but the cats messed up they should have left the ground as concrete. So no they didn't want us dead, at least not yet.

Another yelp and a splash informed me of another arrival to the pool party.

I calmed my racing heart and closed my eyes for a moment focusing on the sounds around me. Three, no four other people were in the water. 

I opened my eyes again and tried to see anything other than the ceiling. Thankfully my phone was waterproof, but should I turn it on? I tried to see through the darkness again, if something moved far off, or we were given a hint related to the darkness turning a light on would ruin it. The other four seemed to agree as they weren't turning on any lights either.

There was another stifled yelp and a sixth splash.

"Hello!" the voice yelped.

"Hush!" a different voice resounded sounding completely terrified out of their minds.

Both went quiet.

I treaded water more softly and peered into the water below. So there was a reason they were being so quiet was there?

Let's see if I was a group of killer cats looking for some fun…..yep I'd definitely stick something deadly in the water.

A whole bunch of shark movies filtered through my brain, they were so much fun on a screen.

I sensed something slightly brush my leg and froze.

Nope I'm not panicking, who said I was panicking?

I floated on the water trying to stay as still as possible. We weren't dead yet, so the thing must not be able to see or smell very well.

I floated against the cavern wall and grabbed onto the rock holding myself in place. Okay calm down, I thought, if it's a shark I just have to punch it in the eye. My brain formed the image of a huge shark that hadn't been fed for a few days and was probably missing its eyes.

Okay, new plan, let the shark eat someone else instead. Was it even a shark?

Okay, new plan number two, get more information.

 I felt something against my foot again and had to resist the urge to immediately tuck into a ball. Don't move, they can sense movement.

I looked down and wanted to laugh, a piece of seaweed or some plant was brushing against my leg. Ah case closed, I feel like an idiot. I almost scoffed to myself, water reeds, very terrifying indeed.

I looked around the water again. What was to goal of this task then? If there was a shark it would have been something along escape or kill it, but what now?

Another yelp pierced the air and there was another splash. So seven of us now I mentally counted to myself. This person continued to thrash around and I glanced over, they couldn't swim could they?

I debated swimming over to help them but then wondered if I'd be able to carry them long enough to finish this task. It was probably better to just let them drown then.

Luckily my lack of morals were relieved from duty as the other person who had fell earlier swam over to help them.

"Hey you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm-"

But that was cut off by a different splash as something large moved in the water toward them. I froze, well snap, this complicated things.

Below the water a shark like shadow swam from afar toward the thrashing bodies trying to stay afloat.

I shivered, there was more than just water reeds after all.

I glanced toward the far wall. Now that my eyes had adjusted to darkness I could make out four other figures hanging to the edges of the rocks. None of them moved toward the struggling duo. They had also warned them earlier to stay quiet. Had there been another person before I entered then?

I remembered the scent of blood which I had ignored earlier thinking someone just landed in the water injured. Well that's unfortunate for them.

There were two screams as they noticed the creature. The one who had been helping the other left him behind and swam away his arms thrashing the water in a frenzy.

The first shrieked as the jaws closed around him and he disappeared into the water. There was a bit more movement and the smell of blood grew stronger.

The second guy swam toward the wall where the others were. One of them made a frantic motion to try to get him to pick a different area than where they were. But he ignored it swimming toward them as a dark fin rose from the water and gave chase.

He was just a few feet from the group when the giant jaws closed around him dragging him under as well. A few moments later the shark surfaced again swimming right next to the other four people.

None of them moved an inch.

I was glad to be on the other side from them when I recognized one of them.

Gosh darn it the cute idiot was here also, and a set of jaws was barely a foot away from him. Would it really be so bad if he died? I clicked my tongue in annoyance, yes it would. I might have a very unrealistic attachment to him.

Just the small noise I made caused the shark to pause and float slightly in my direction. Well great, guess I'll be the hero now. I can use it to my advantage later and tell them they owe me one.

Tragic, I looked down at my hand which was holding my phone. It was the only thing I had that would make a good throwing object. Stupid thing was expensive too! I'm diffidently filing an asset lost in the field claim after all of this.

I pressed a quick button on it then tossed it as far up the cavern as I could.

A strobe light and ringtone of the most popular song rang out before falling into the water. I winced in regret as the shark shot toward it. I looked at it in time to see the flash of light before the phone was destroyed by the ramming shark.

The water wasn't very deep only 10 feet, and the entire bottom was lined with swords. About 100ft ahead of us was some kind of island of rocks as well.

Two options, kill the shark or try to escape. Would that island even have an escape? It was an island.

For the moment none of us moved. The shark was raging about angry at the lack of fresh meat from the phone. Then it began circling the area.

I gritted my teeth. To escape or to get to a sword, both required movement and sound. Darn it!