Prologue

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Prologue

The water had come to meet me. I can feel myself sinking, the light that reaches me from above the waves slowly becoming dimmer. I can feel the frantic beat of my heart and see my hands clawing madly, trying to reach the surface. My feet paddle restlessly, trying to turn me around so the water will stop filling my lungs. After some time, my movements stop. I can barely see the bubbles going up anymore. My limbs still, and I quietly slip into the cold darkness.

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