44 MY SAVIOR
Zoe was becoming hopeless, being alone under the mighty sea with this savage murderer.
"Mama, Papa," these were the sacred words that she could only envision on her thinking cap.
She recalled the grisly scene from Blackvine Forest, in her fearful dreams, or in fact her flashback. They were all coming back to her, now that she was within the jaws of death.
Dreadful darkness was starting to envelop her.
The only difference is that during that instance, a young man suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Will that youthful man come to my rescue again this time? Can he see me in these unfathomable boundless waters?" She thought as her energy slowly drifted away.
"Save me," she uttered incoherently between her last breaths.
She was about to let go of her remaining strength when a prominent figure of a colossal man showed up from the direction she was wading into.
He was piercing the waters like a sharp scissor cutting through a jagged piece of paper.
As he drew near, Zoe narrowed her eager eyes, so she could take a better look at him.
"Red? Is that you?"
Zoe didn't know if she was hallucinating or what. Her eyes were dimming and his head was running dizzy.
When she was a vulnerable child, she would simply let herself pass out and allow the world to crumble on her. This time, nevertheless, she was not giving the green light.
She kept on swimming with the meager stamina that she has. She didn't stop until she grasped the man who, by a whisker, had the appearance of her savior then. And he was about to free her again now.
She stretched out her weak arm to brush against him.
She cannot distinguish the distinct emotions that were displayed on his handsome face now that he was hardly a few inches away from her. It looked like a complex mix of genuine concern, anger, and unspeakable joy.
"Was it merely because of the flowing waters that clouded it? Or maybe due to my fainting consciousness?"
She was about to touch him to see if he was undeniably real and not only a figment of her hopeful imagination.
In an instant, he reached for her hand and beckoned her towards him to the other side where he came from. He pointed his deft finger upward as he motioned her to swim there. And then swam towards her vicious attacker.
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If God allowed it in your life,
He will make a way to bring you through it.
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