On A Beach

Everything is pitch black, with only the muffled crashes of the ocean behind me. My chest and legs ache and my eyes are crusted over. Suddenly, an unfamiliar feminine voice called out to me through the darkness. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying though.

"Hello? ... up! Are ..." the voice yelled, but my ears were filled with sea water, heaven knows how long. I struggled to lift my arm, and brushed off my eyes. Looking up, I could almost make out a small figure through my dotty vision. Using what I hoped was my finger, I cleaned out my ears to the best of my ability, along with my eyes.

"Excuse me?" the voice called again. I peered up, and there stood a short blonde chick, clad in a yellow tank-top and some red track shorts. The first thing I noticed was her tiny frame, with thin limbs and little to no curves, she looked like the wind might snap her in half. "State you're business here stranger." she demanded, and despite her size she was a bit intimidating.