FLOATER

The pond water leaked from her mouth. It was the color of urine, and trickled down her neck. She flicked her tongue at me, hissing and splashing the water to try and frighten me. The cotton dress she wore was soaked, and her breasts were exposed through the fabric. I kept my concentration on her though, this withering girl was no more than bones. She'd be sick from cold soon.
"Molly, you have to come back inside."
"MAKE ME." The voice said through her. Her body collapsed, dunking down below the surface just as if she were lost.
I rushed in after her.