A Figment of the Night

We were inside the house visiting an old friend. My buddy and I were being absolutely ridiculous causing our host to let out an everlasting laugh. After touring the home, we sat at the kitchen table and reminisced about the past. It was great to talk about the good times we used to have when we all lived closer. As we were talking I happened to look out the window towards the beach. I kid you not, out in the ocean there were two games of water polo being played. They started the game by having jet skis make a small whirlwind in the middle of their "court." The players had their caps on and were making quick short passes. My ears were on the conversation inside the house, but my eyes were on the game. As if the scene wasn't wild enough a killer whale broke through the surface of the water. At this point, I jumped up and half-shouted out causing my friends to look out the window too. The Killer whale started to attack some of the players and they all scattered as they made a quick break towards the beach.


I woke up at 5 in the morning really sweaty and with a beating heart.