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The sunset dissolved into violet streaks above the heaving sea as gravity pulled us into its embrace. I fell backward, eyes shut in peaceful resignation, my two-toned hair streaming behind me. You were there, your grip on my wrist desperate and slipping against the damp skin. The world melted into a rush of terror and strange beauty until a violent shift in pressure swallowed us whole. Darkness. Then, the cold, crushing weight of the ocean. Saltwater surged into my lungs, a sharp, burning reality. *Nikolai.* The name echoed in the drowning silence. Panic ignited, my limbs thrashing against the thick, dreamlike water as the last of my air escaped and the light began to fade into the deep.