Phoenix||
The quicksand was swallowing me whole, and panic gripped my heart. I struggled to stay calm as the wet, grainy mass pulled me deeper with each passing second. I had never felt so helpless.
"Marius, help!" I shouted, trying to keep my voice steady despite the fear that threatened to choke me.
Marius immediately grabbed a long stick and extended it toward me. "Grab hold of this, Phoenix! I’ll pull you out."
I reached out, my fingers barely brushing the end of the stick. With a desperate stretch, I managed to get a firm grip.
Marius began to pull, his muscles straining as he tried to free me from the treacherous quicksand.
I could feel myself slowly rising, but the effort was immense. The quicksand seemed almost sentient, as if it had a will of its own, tightening its grip wi
