My ears was powerfully striked by the water; I can feel it forcing down to my throat, my nose, my lungs, and even my brain. It's too powerful and fatal – the waves aren't cool, smooth and gentle, but it felt like it's too hot and it could choke myself to death. I was only surrounded by water, pulling me down to the deepest ends, and I cannot breathe. To make it more worse: I can't even swim. I can't even scream for help because I was filled with water: my thoughts were scarred and I was slowly drifted into unconsciousness. I was welcomed by the cooling fire, the subsiding terror, and death.

I was drifting in the mist, filled with colors, swirls and a dark and scary space. Suddenly, I hear voices, but only one. Could it be a song? Nope, silence. The quietness is leading me to distress. No reasons to care, to breathe and live, so the silence could easily swallow me up. But the voice poked through the darkness; it's calling my name, gathering my thoughts and helping me reminisce the fear, the pain, and the cold water. I gasped for air, but the water managed to grab me again, forcefully dragging me back into the depths; however, the voice sounded like a male. It was floating down to me where I was cradled by the water. I hear the voice calling me one last time when....

{ a/n: hi everyone. so i decided to create a story, inspired by the book that ties into a shakespeare tale, but i threw in a modern twist. yes, i'm still working on "who is she?", but i'll figure out the timing to update each story, depending if i'm in the mood. anyways, please enjoy! }