Read the short story at Henry Heffer’s Blog. The events depicted are from Part 1.
‘I slammed into the surf, feeling the cool rush hit my body. Soft foam crackled between my legs as I waded into the water up to my stomach. I looked across the water trying to decipher between the dark shadows of the waves and the fins or bodies of larger moving creatures. But I could not tell the shadows apart. I thought many times that I saw black shining skin, and sharp solid waves. But I can’t be certain. What was for certain was the overwhelming melody, bidding me to join them. They were sirens, drawing me further towards the rip tide; towards my certain death.’
