As the murky river water rushed into his mouth, Norman's eyes shot open in shock. He coughed and sputtered, struggling to stay afloat as his body convulsed with the shock of the icy water.
"This is not the way I wanted to start my day," he thought to himself, as he gasped for breath, trying desperately to keep his head above water.
For a moment, Norman felt like he was in the grips of some terrible nightmare, unsure of how he had ended up in this perilous situation.
After some time, Norman managed to calm himself down. He looked around and saw nothing but trees and a clear blue sky. "Am I dreaming?" he thought to himself, hoping that this was all just a strange and elaborate nightmare.
"It's better I try to make sense of the situation after setting foot on land, if I don't want to let my precious ass be taken by piranhas," Norman said to himself, trying to make light of the situation.
As he tried to swim towards the shore, he realized that his arms and legs were aching and weak. "What's going on here?" he mumbled to himself, still in a state of disbelief.
Norman was a man who always liked to be in control, but in this moment he felt completely helpless. He wondered if he was in danger and if he would ever make it out of this situation alive.
However, even in the midst of his confusion and fear, Norman couldn't help but find some humor in the situation. "I never knew that my swimming skills were so bad," he thought to himself with a weak smile. "Maybe I should have paid more attention in those swim classes."
"I wonder if there are any piranhas in this river. Do piranhas even live in rivers?" Norman wondered aloud, trying to distract himself from the fear and discomfort.
Then he heard a strange sound around his leg. "Fuck, I heard a strange sound around my leg. I am sure it's my imagination, right? There is no way in fucking hell there would be piranhas here, right?" Norman panicked, feeling something brushing against his leg.
"It's better if I speed up, Super Saiyan mode ONNN!" he exclaimed, trying to swim faster and reach the shore.
After half a day fooling around in the river, he finally managed to drag himself to the shore. Norman looked around and realized that he was in a completely unfamiliar place. "Well, this is certainly not my usual commute," he joked to himself, trying to ease the tension.
"Phew, I can finally take a breath. Now, what's the situation? As far as I can remember, I was in the house preparing content for my V-tube. Hmm, what was the content again? I am sure I was doing some kind of challenge.
Fuckkkkkk you HELLTOHELL," Norman screamed as he remember the details.
"If someone was here, they would freak out by this pervert who was standing naked and screaming 'curses.' He was simply asking for a beating," Norman thought, realizing the absurdity of his situation.
"How did I end up in the middle of the river from my house? Did someone save me? But I am sure I live alone and there was no neighbor around the area. And isn't it strange that even someone is trying to save me?" Norman questioned, feeling more confused and lost than ever before.
"Who is merciless enough to be tossing me in the middle of the river, even taking my clothes and not even sparing my bunny underwear, shameless, totally shameless," he muttered, feeling violated and angry at whoever was responsible.
"Wait, don't tell me someone try to killed me? Who could it be, one of my haters?" Norman thought to himself, as he couldn't help but pull a few strands of his hair in frustration. This strange event had left him confused and paranoid, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that something sinister was going on.
Suddenly, all of his playful demeanor disappeared, replaced by a cold, emotionless person.
Norman knew that he wouldn't get any answers by standing there naked, so he looked towards the forest and started venturing inside.