Big Salmon Lake i said i thought it would be colder

She continued to wade deeper; the water up to her ankles, then elbows, then belly. Her progress was mindless — she was driven forward only because it was the only direction she knew to go. Somewhere in the depths of her mind, she registered that the water was cold but she didn't have enough motivation to care; and besides, it wasn't as cold as one might have expected. When the lake's water level reached her shoulder, a shout over her dull splashing cut through the air. If it hadn't kindled some recognition in her mind, the juvenile might have continued until she had drowned herself... but...

Her green eyes snapped to alertness, the world suddenly in perfect clarity; she focused on the dark figure that had presumably spoken it. Her brows furrowed in confusion, straining to remember him, but he looked and smelled like a perfect stranger. Almost quickly as it had come back, her mind began to slip again, but she managed a perplexed, "How..?"