-Beach Tragedy-

What started as a peaceful day at the beach turned into a complete tragedy, the wind was very strong the closer you got to the water. The water was unbearably cold as it encircled your feet, it felt as if hands were dragging you down into the depths of the sea. It all seemed like a normal death until you awoke in what sounded like a hospital room. Your vision was still a little blurry as you could make out peculiar faces which seemed beyond your imagination. A voice spoke up in a somewhat optimistic tone. "Are they gonna be okay, Sandy?" Not shortly after you could hear beeping as if a machine was checking for your pulse, followed by... "Why of course, SpongeBob. Their heart rate is still beatin." In what seemed to be a short matter of seconds you heard two names that seemed out of the ordinary but you didn't make it a problem. Something about the name SpongeBob sent your nerves into overdrive, you wondered if you drowned and somehow came back as a sea creature. It wasn't long before your eyes flew open out of instinct and noticed the two by your side. "Hurray!" The one who was definitely SpongeBob cheered. Your eyes then fully adjusted and realized you were in a dome that had air supply. You then had a thought that 'floated' into your mind that you probably either died the best death known to man or are still alive and having the weirdest dream of your life, that's when the one named Sandy spoke up. "Say, you're a land ~critter~ person! You're lucky you're still alive!" The word alive made your heart pound in a good way, the relief had washed over you like a tidal wave but just the thought alone made you frantic. "I heard that Bikini Bottom is going to get a bad storm." SpongeBob had said looking out the dome, a water bucket on his head to keep him from drying out. "We also found these weird items near you. We thought that maybe they belonged to you." SpongeBob added, respectfully handing you the items that were indeed yours, the realization sank in. storm.