Arena Twenty-One: Salvation I

[Salvation.]

[Who doesn't dream of it? To be saved, to be free.]

[The definition might change person to person, but salvation is always desired.]

[Maybe happiness, maybe wealth, maybe love, maybe death.]

[No matter what one defined as their salvation, it would always bring them happiness.]

[And most of the time, it was a simple wish.]

[Yet, not all get it.]

[Not all get saved.]

...

The fog surrounded me as I rowed my boat forward, going deeper and deeper into the red sea.

The red colour of the water turned darker and darker until it looked completely back.

I stopped rowing and waited for the water around me to calm down. Then I perked up my ears waiting to hear the whispers. Closing my eyes, I steadied my breathing.

And soon enough... I heard her.

"Arnold... Help me..."

Anastasia's voice called out to me, pleading for help.