wierd dream

The water was beyond murky. I only call it water because what I was in was in liquid form and it came up to my waist. Sludge might be a better word. Creatures lurked beneath. None touched me, but I soon caught a glimpse of one that was headed my way.

I stepped behind the man at my side, confident he knew the waters and could keep me safe.
I walked with him through the filth, and saw the fate of others who had perished here. It was not a pretty site. As I climbed up out at the edge of the filth, I watched as the other two in our group tried to safely navigate their way out.