Fine sand.

I closed the door but I could still hear it. It's long shadow stretched from the light beneath my lumber barrier. Loud splintering as the wood screamed under its attack. I closed my eyes and held my breath. Locked behind this thin pine barricade, just me and my silver Unicorn number two pencil with matching big top eraser. I held it out like a sword, to fend off my foe and send it back to its dark bleak world! The tiny door gave way as its body lunged and suddenly lummed over me! I felt my warm blood shoot across my chest and down my legs pooling on the floor. Darkness swooped As the sounds of charging donkeys echoed in my ears.
 
I closed the door but I could still hear it. It's long shadow stretched from the light beneath my lumber barrier. Loud splintering as the wood screamed under its attack. I closed my eyes and held my breath. Locked behind this thin pine barricade, just me and my silver Unicorn number two pencil with matching big top eraser. I held it out like a sword, to fend off my foe and send it back to its dark bleak world! The tiny door gave way as its body lunged and suddenly lummed over me! I felt my warm blood shoot across my chest and down my legs pooling on the floor. Darkness swooped As the sounds of charging donkeys echoed in my ears.

Have you considered changing your scuba tank out for a fresh one?
 
"I closed the door but I could still hear it. It's long shadow stretched from the light beneath my lumber barrier. Loud splintering as the wood screamed under its attack. I closed my eyes........"

Sounds like modern Poe, writing. Nice usage of diction and syntax...!
 
"I closed the door but I could still hear it. It's long shadow stretched from the light beneath my lumber barrier. Loud splintering as the wood screamed under its attack. I closed my eyes........"

Sounds like modern Poe, writing. Nice usage of diction and syntax...!

Thanks, lol.
 
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