It was clear that Clara had no idea what had happened either. When Emma swam up to the other girl, she could see it written all over the girls face just how freaked out she was. Honestly, that made the two of them. Since when does the sea boil near winter time? Or any time for that matter. After suggesting they leave the pool, Emma took one long look at the pool and got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something inside of her knew, no matter how quickly they could get out, this pool of water was not done with them….

Emma followed Clara onto the beach. In so many ways, she was ready to be out of that water. Once on dry land, she grabbed her blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders. It was much colder now than it had been when they jumped in. Looking back out at the water, Emma had to admit that it was beautiful. Then the images of the water bubbling around her came to mind and she looked away. “Right. Let’s not talk about it.” Emma whole-heartedly agreed. Silently she got up and began to put her clothes back on.

“We should start charting the stars.” Emma said as she pulled on her shirt. The last thing she wanted to do was sit there and stare at the creepy pool. “It would make for a nice distraction.” Now fully dressed, Emma pulled out their materials to chart the stars and lit a lamp so that she could see the paper they were supposed to use. “Let’s find the big dipper. It should be the easiest to find.” Emma was trying her hardest to forget the pool, but every once in a while she caught herself looking over at it in awe.