Under the bright moonlight, the torches of her assailants turned into tiny lights flickered above as the water pulled her further away.
Her desperate, ill-thought out plunge into the roaring water was a stupid decision.
No, this was not like the movies, she slammed into the black water, the current was wild and alive, slamming her against rocks and twisting her limbs.
Her nightgown had become a danger, dragging her further with every desperate kick.
Desperately, Aria flapped her arms about, as the weight of her heavy gown dragged her to the bottom of the river.
It was so cold. So cold. Dark. And frightening.
She flapped her arms about, desperately trying to stay afloat, taking in big gulps of river water in a panic.
As she sank further, her lungs felt like it was exploding from the pressure of not being able to breathe.
A current drove her up and she took in big, grateful gulps of chilly air.
"SYSTEM-!"
[What are you doing?]
"Drowning, you fucking idiot-aah-"
