[ WP ] When you drink from a water fountain , and you unknowingly become immortal . How did you find out and how did it affect your live ?

There was too much water, that was Dana's first thought. Too much cold, turgid swamp water draining out of her, through her nose, out of her mouth. Her second thought was about how dark it had become. Had n't it been mid-afternoon when the gator had... Oh God, the gator. Now she remembered. She remembered the sudden movement in the water along the trail she and Sarah had been hiking. She remembered Sarah's eyes going wide, her mouth opening to scream or to shout a warning, Dana never knew which. She remembered the pressure she had felt as those jaws had closed around her lower leg, the feeling of the water filling her mouth and her nose as she was dragged in to the bayou. She looked down at her leg. Her jeans were torn, shredded really, and caked in mud but her leg did n't hurt, did n't look hurt. Dana pulled herself out of the water and back on the hiking trail. She stood and stretched, her joints popping and her muscles burning. Dana took a few moments to gather her thoughts and then set off slowly down the trail. 
 
 It was pitch black, and she jumped at every noise, but slowly and surely she made her way back towards the trailhead. She knew that she and Sarah had only been four or five miles in to the Bayou, so it should n't take more than a couple of hours to get back to where they had parked, even in the dark. It could n't have been more that 15 minutes however when Dana spotted a light flickering through the trees. She hurried down the trail towards the light and discovered that it was coming from a single dim bulb mounted above the doorway of a small rest area building. Actually, calling it a rest area, or even a building, was pretty generous. Dana recalled that she and Sarah had passed through here on the hike in, not long before the attack. It was really just an old outhouse type bathroom with only the one light on the outside and an old drinking fountain. Dana had filled her water bottle up there earlier, and Sarah had called her crazy for drinking what she said was guaranteed to be swamp water. It had tasted fine to Dana. Actually, Dana thought, she could use some fresh water to wash the taste of swamp out of her mouth. She walked over to the fountain and depressed the lever, but no water came out. That struck her as odd, because it had been working earlier, but she figured she just could n't count on the reliability of swamp plumbing. 
 
 Dana took another few minutes to rest in the small lighted clearing. After digging through what was left of her bag and finding that whatever the gator had n't eaten had been ruined by the water, she started back down the trail. Two horribly long and dark hours later, Dana found herself in the small dirt parking lot for the trail-head. Sarah's car was gone, which she should have expected. Sarah most likely thought she was dead and had gone to get help. Now that she was out of the swamp, Dana began to really think about what had happened. Why was n't she dead? Even if the gator had n't killed her, she should have drowned. After all, she had woken up coughing copious amounts of water out of her lungs. Dana looked around at the dark parking lot, abandoned and cold. Maybe she was already dead? She shook her head to clear away those unpleasant thoughts. She just needed to get moving again she decided. Figure out the details later. She made her way down to the main road and started walking back towards town. It would take her a long time, and she was exhausted, but she was hoping a car would come by and she could call for help or get a ride. 
 
 After walking for twenty or thirty minutes Dana saw headlights in the distance. She could n't see what type of car it was beyond the glare of the lights. She started waiving her hands over her head, and as the vehicle pulled to a stop she saw that it was a police SUV. AS soon as it rolled to a stop Sarah burst out of the passenger seat and wrapped Dana in a hug. Her face was tear streaked and grimy and she was sobbing uncontrollably. Dana thought it was a bit odd that she had been through so much today and here she was at the end of it all, trying to console Sarah. 
 
 `` Holy shit Dana, i thought you were dead! ``, Sarah managed between sobs. `` That alligator grabbed you, and then you where in the water. I could n't do anything! The water thrashed around, and then nothing! You just were n't there anymore! I waited, and waited, but you never came back up. I was so afraid! I ca n't believe you're alive! How did you get here?'' She was calming down now that she had said all that, though she was still hiccuping out a sob or two every minute. 
 
 `` It's alright.'' Dana shrugged. `` I do n't know what happened. It must not have gotten a good grip, let go or something. I remember going under, and then waking up in the water. That's all.'' 
 
 `` Ma'am'', the officer who had been driving interrupted. `` Ma'am, you had better come and sit down in my truck. I've called an ambulance and their already on their way.'' 
 
 Dana and Sarah went and sat in the back seat of the police SUV, and the officer brought her one of those metallic emergency blankets to keep warm while they waited for the ambulance. 
 
 `` Sarah'', Dana mumbled, her eyes feeling heavy, `` I think I'm going to take a nap. Just wake me up when it's time to go.'' Sarah, still crying, just hugged her tighter as she drifted off to sleep. 
 
 When Dana opened her eyes, she was overwhelmed. She was surrounded by noise and flashing lights. She looked to her side, and there was broken glass everywhere. The blacktop was slick, and it was hard to see much though the choking smoke that filled the night. Also, she was upside down. There was too much fire. That was her first thought. 
 
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