Consciousness came slowly to Sherlock at first. He was vaguely aware that he wasn't dead, or at least he didn't feel dead. He felt.. Wet. Very wet.
And he felt like he couldn't breathe
Like a lightning flash, his eyes go wide. He tries to sit up but he get dizzy and flops to his side, where he vomits up water for what seems like an age, gasping deeply and desperately for breath between his heaving.
He isn't aware yet that he is being watched, all he can think about is I NEED AIR, I need to breathe and I need to not have water in my lungs.
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Date: 2019-08-15 05:52 am (UTC)And he felt like he couldn't breathe
Like a lightning flash, his eyes go wide. He tries to sit up but he get dizzy and flops to his side, where he vomits up water for what seems like an age, gasping deeply and desperately for breath between his heaving.
He isn't aware yet that he is being watched, all he can think about is I NEED AIR, I need to breathe and I need to not have water in my lungs.
And he vomits up more seawater.