You have a hard time not letting your face sink into the muck and strangle to death. You are half delirious and dieing. You see a dirty shimmer among the swamp lillys and cat tails. It draws closer, its like a oil smudge in the air. It takes you by the arm and you are pulled out of the swamp. The Oil Spirit leaves you beside the road and it smudges away. You stare now at the traffic passing and hope someone will help you or at least call 911.