• I couldn't breathe. I was drowning. I could see nothing but blackness. I could feel my life ebbing as I sank in the icy water. My muscles were all frozen... I couldn't move. My pulse throbbed in my ears, painfully loud. My lungs burned, pressure was crushing my skull. I wanted to scream, throw away my air and die. But my jaw was too frozen to move. The thin chain that bound my wrists cut into my skin painfully, nearly breaking skin. A rope bound my ankles, and weighted with a rock. I couldn't breathe. I was dying...

    (A/N: Random? Of course. Depressing? Possibly. I just came up with this at bowling. Amazing, I know...I always get story thoughts at the bowling alley, though...)