Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

"...I'll do it. It's why I'm here..."

Warm hands were wrapped around his arm as he was led towards the lake. He couldn't make them stop. He didn't want to. They led him into the water. He took a few steps, pushing the water with his knees. That was how much he had been gobbled up by depth of that part of the lake.

When he looked down to see, he could see the depth of the lake so plainly and clearly. The lake was crystal clear. The base of the lake was fine. No stone, no speckle. Just pure white sand.

He looked to the front and couldn't find any sort of creature in the lake. No fish, no matter how small. Not even a fingerling.

When warm palms glid down his arms and chest, that was when he was knocked back to the reality, which was quickening and pacing.

The ladies were rubbing his arms and chest. They were scooping water and washing him.

He wanted to argue with them, but then he recalled that it was the man from the hall who must have given them the guts to do that.

He decided to go along with whatever they had in mi