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  • I was lying in a lake.
    At the bottom of the lake.
    Flat on my back.
    It wasn't that deep.
    About three feet.
    That's all.
    There was a big weight on my chest holding me down.
    I couldn't see what it was, but it held me there.

    I found that if I breathed very, very slowly then I would get enough oxygen to stay alive.
    I don't know how I knew this.
    And I didn't imagine for one moment that it was impossible to breathe under water.
    But it was keeping me from drowning.
    Very slowly I inhaled.
    It took about a minute to breathe in.
    And then another minute to breathe out again.

    I could see through the water up to the sky.
    The clouds were all ripply through the water..
    I noticed out of the corner of my eye, someone wading towards me.
    It was a woman in a long white dress.
    She reached down and pulled me onto my feet.
    We walked out of the lake onto the grass shore.

    The sunlight and the water running off my head and face made me blink a lot and I couldn't quite make out who she was.
    She handed me something.
    It was a glass tube, about three feet long.
    About the same size as a baseball bat.
    Completely sealed.
    It felt very precious in my hands.
    It felt very beautiful.
    it felt priceless.
    She leaned forward and whispered in my ear,
    'Keep this very safe. Hide it well. No one must discover it'.

    I walked away from the lake, and when I looked back, she was nowhere to be seen.
    Nearby was a shop full of jewellery and glass and crystal.
    I walked in and placed the woman's tube on a shelf right in the middle of the shop.
    It blended in perfectly.
    No one would ever find it there.
    It is hidden amongst it's own kind.
    It is now safe.

    Her secret is safe with me.
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