I felt a sudden shift in the energy of the earth and terror filled my veins. I looked to the sea and could not understand the sight. The water went up, like it had been hit with a meteor, in three different locations. I could feel the power of the water being sucked away from the shoreline. Then suddenly the water was pushed away from the crash sites in giant waves. The force of the water pushed our van off the road, down a long driveway, and onto the property of an older white farm house.
As the water receded I realized that there was a giant mass of water still stuck to the van. The mass was a cloudy blue color, like too much flour had been added to water, and stuck to everything it touched. Somehow this mass was broken and the water receded much like the rest of the sea had.
Thinking that this occurrence was over, I visually checked the surrounding while keeping my death grip on the steering wheel of the van. I glanced at the house we had landed in front of and saw an Asian woman sitting in the three-season porch, simply glaring at us. It was like we had trespassed onto her property on purpose. I realized at that point that I had met her on more cordial terms previously, though I could not remember what for. I did remember that her husband was a white man that stood nearly half of a foot taller than her, and that he was much more courteous than her.
After breaking eye contact with the unhelpful woman, I looked behind me and saw that the water had released the road from its grasp. I decided to cease the opportunity to escape the situation, but I had to back up on water soaked soil. When I put the van into drive, the water was struck again. This time was worse. The water came barreling at us and the girls could only scream.
Even though I thought we were going to be swept away and drown in the enraged current of the sea, it merely pushed the van sideways a few feet before reversing back to its origin. Relieved, I checked to make sure everyone was ok. My oldest was simply shaken, but when I looked behind me, horror struck.
Somehow the water mass had come inside the van and had congealed over my youngest daughter. Even through the cloudy translucent blob, I could see her struggling to breathe- and she was drowning. I attempted to pull the mass off, but much like gelatin it simply shook and proceeded to engulf my daughter further. By some miracle I was able to slice the outer casing of the mass. Sea water burst from the casing and receded from the vehicle as quickly as it had appeared.
After checking to see if my youngest was ok, hugging her close, I woke up.