A pitch-black endless water, pressing as he struggled, conforming to his every move, slowing each action.

Light shimmered as the boy spun in the endless water. A school of fish pushed forward. As the last air escaped the child's lungs a net pulled him to the surface amongst the struggling fish.

The salt water burned more exiting than entering, the child thought as he tossed about on the deck of a small fishing boat still blinded by the sun.