Question

I struck at the water as I went down, expending my strength as one in a nightmare fights an irresistible force. I had lost all my breath. My lungs ached, my head throbbed. I was getting dizzy. But I remembered the strategy — I would spring from the bottom of the pool and come like a cork to the surface. I would lie flat on the water, strike out with my arms, and thrash with my legs. Then I would get to the edge of the pool and be safe.         I went down, down, endlessly. I opened my eyes. Nothing but water with a yellow glow — dark water that one could not see through.         And then sheer, stark terror seized me, terror, that knows no understanding, terror that knows no control, terror that no one can understand who has not experienced it. I was shrieking underwater. I was paralysed under water — stiff, rigid with fear. Even the screams in my throat were frozen. Only my heart, and the pounding in my head, said that I was still alive.

How was the author's experience inside water as he described in the passage?

Options

• It was very adventurous.

• A nightmare.

• Full of escapade.

• Loathsome

Answer 1

A nightmare.