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There
was
a
rushing
sensation
but
no
sense
of
up
,
no
sense
of
down
,
and
he
was
choking
and
the
pain
in
his
chest
and
in
his
head
was
too
much
to
bear
,
so
that
he
was
certain
that
he
was
going
to
have
to
inhale
,
to
breathe
in
the
cold
water
,
to
die
.
And
then
his
head
hit
something
solid
.
Ice
.
He
was
pushing
against
the
ice
on
the
top
of
the
lake
.
He
hammered
at
it
with
his
fists
,
but
there
was
no
strength
left
in
his
arms
,
nothing
to
hold
on
to
,
nothing
to
push
against
.
The
world
had
dissolved
into
the
chill
blackness
beneath
the
lake
.
There
was
nothing
left
but
cold
.
This
is
ridiculous
,
he
thought
.
And
he
thought
,
remembering
some
old
Tony
Curtis
film
he
’
d
seen
as
a
kid
,
I
should
roll
onto
my
back
and
push
the
ice
upward
and
press
my
face
to
it
,
and
find
some
air
,
I
could
breathe
again
,
there
’
s
air
there
somewhere
,
but
he
was
just
floating
and
freezing
and
he
could
no
longer
move
a
muscle
,
not
if
his
life
depended
on
it
,
which
it
did
.
The
cold
became
bearable
.
Became
warm
.
And
he
thought
,
I
’
m
dying
.
There
was
anger
there
this
time
,
a
deep
fury
,
and
he
took
the
pain
and
the
anger
and
reached
with
it
,
flailed
,
forced
muscles
to
move
that
were
resigned
never
to
move
again
.
He
pushed
up
with
his
hand
,
and
felt
it
scrape
the
edge
of
the
ice
and
move
up
into
the
air
.
He
flailed
for
a
grip
,
and
felt
another
hand
take
his
own
,
and
pull
.
His
head
banged
against
the
ice
,
his
face
scraped
the
underneath
of
the
ice
,
and
then
his
head
was
up
in
the
air
,
and
he
could
see
that
he
was
coming
up
through
a
hole
in
the
ice
,
and
for
a
moment
all
he
could
do
was
breathe
,
and
let
the
black
lake
water
run
from
his
nose
and
his
mouth
,
and
blink
his
eyes
,
which
could
see
nothing
more
than
a
blinding
daylight
,
and
shapes
,
and
someone
was
pulling
him
,
now
,
forcing
him
out
of
the
water
,
saying
something
about
how
he
’
d
freeze
to
death
,
so
come
on
,
man
,
pull
,
and
Shadow
wriggled
and
shook
like
a
bull
seal
coming
ashore
,
shaking
and
coughing
and
shuddering
.
He
breathed
deep
gasps
of
air
,
stretched
flat
out
on
the
creaking
ice
,
and
even
that
would
not
hold
for
long
,
he
knew
,
but
it
was
no
good
.
His
thoughts
were
coming
with
difficulty
,
treacle
-
slow
.
"
Just
leave
me
,
"
he
tried
to
say
.
"
I
’
ll
be
fine
.
"
His
words
were
a
slur
,
and
everything
was
drawing
to
a
halt
.
He
just
needed
to
rest
for
a
moment
,
that
was
all
,
just
rest
,
and
then
he
would
get
up
and
move
on
,
for
obviously
he
could
not
just
lie
there
forever
.
There
was
a
jerk
;
water
splashed
his
face
.
His
head
was
lifted
up
.
