Suitcase sits on a cliff, looking at the sunset. A challenge had just past. It was a stressful one. A REALLY stressful one. It left Suitcase a little... jumpy. Her anxiety was creeping into her mind, as and attempted to shake it off, to no avail. She could see black tentacles wrapping around her legs and trying to drag her off the cliff. She's distant. It's like she's mute and can't scream.

She can hear Box's muffled screams and cries as the memory of her drowning replays in Suitcase's head over and over again. "No- NO!" Suitcase tried to scream. Cry. Yell. Make a sound. She can't hear herself. She can only hear her dear friend's cries for help as Suitcase stands there and watches her drown. She's thrown into that lake.. being pulled down by the black tentacles with her friend.

Suitcase can't fight against the tentacles. She tries to cry out for help, to no avail. She stares up at the surface of the water. All she can see is the deep blue sea.. and the light of the sun shining on the surface of the water miles above her. She averts her eyes from the surface and sees Box drowning, screaming and thrashing, reaching towards Suitcase with a horrified expression.

"B-Box-" She manages to squeeze out of her throat, before being unable to speak again as she drowned in the deep.

All you can hear as you look behind a tree is whimpers and squeaks from Suitcase's attempts to scream. Her breath was in ragged gasps and chokes, nearly losing her balance. Then you see her tilting forward.. nearly falling off the cliff.