It is a dark, crisp, windy night. I find myself standing on a small island of grass, surrounded by icy water. The shore is jumping distance away, I must have jumped here for some reason. Suddenly a small child, toddler even, runs up to the brink of the water and looks up to me.
“I must go in and drown myself!” he states to me with a broad smile. He runs into the icy water and falls forward. Instantly he begins to sink towards the bottom. And just as suddenly as the child had appeared his father comes, wads into the water, pulls the child out by his hair, and walks away.
Confused.