New Stakes

I had never been put in a chokehold in my life. I had seen it on TV, but not even the visual stress and pain I had seen on the victims could prepare me for what I felt at the moment.

With an arm over my neck and one pressing down on my head, I felt like I was being strangled under the sea.

At first I panicked, totally foreign to the sensation, but as death finally came in sight, I clamped my hands around the arm of my captor and pulled.

Stars were already beginning to swim in my eyes when my effort paid off with some results, but then they were limited as I was only able to release a little of the pressure on my neck.

"What do I do, what do I do"