Darkness. It had greeted me its daunting smile upon my confusion as if enjoying the unawareness I possessed.

Bubbles. I hear them pass by my cold ears innocently, leaving me to wonder: Where am I? How long has it been since I last saw the world revolving around me before my eyes?

And lastly, my body was floating in icy water. Something was dragging me deeper without my consent, though it didn't feel like the work of a living being...

(Why is it so hard to breathe...)

Mustering a slither of whatever remaining strength I had, I slowly open my eyelids. I quickly returned my action upon the swarm of unwanted water invading my eye sockets.

I once again attempted to see, despite the irritation. Deep blue was all I could make out.

(I need to swim...to the surface...)

I forced my rigid limbs to move past the density of my surroundings. My arms and legs mindlessly flailed in hopes of lightening my dire situation.

I accidentally swallowed a mouthful of saltwater and thus, panicked as my movements became more wild and unstable.

(I'm...going to die...)

Just when all is hopeless, I felt something large wrap around my forearm.

Shocked by another presence of life actually making physical contact with me, I blindly feared it was a sea creature mistaking me for food. Death by drowning is one thing, but being devoured as a meal WHILE drowning is another.

I desperately tried to pry the mysterious force off, all with my eyes completely shut from view due to fear and hesitance.

Whoever my handler was, it (or they) had an awfully strong grip and refused to give in my pitiful lashes. They tugged my arm hard enough to nearly rip my limb from its joint, in my current condition as it is.

I felt the water currents flow past me as my body was dragged elsewhere. To the depths or the surface, I wasn't positive on.

It was then I hopelessly gave in to my weakness. Maybe if I sleep to my death, the pain won't be as agonizing as thought to be. At least I'll be useful to someone/thing before my last breath. Dying in vain is rather an upmost shame as I perceive my final moments.

A curious thought nagged me to sneak a peek at my last witness.

Wondering who it could be, I slightly open my eyes.

A large black blur was all I could make out before I slowly returned to the abyss of darkness. I unknowingly noted the strange warmth around my wrist before losing conscious.

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