Xmimi89eR
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You didn't like the ocean.
The water felt like it would burn (and it does). Your lungs would give out sooner than others and you didn't even know how to swim!
You never asked for this trip, never asked to be here. Yet, here you are, stuck all alone and waiting for rescue that probably would never come.
Or, well, not really alone. The burning gaze of something in the water wouldn't leave yours.