You'd had a bad time your whole life. It was like you were the protagonist of a tragic novel, where, apparently, the protagonist died at the end of the story.

This was that moment.

After more than five unsuccessful attempts, you decided you had to leave for something that was definitely going to kill you. The current and the cold of the river at night.

There you were, your shoes on the riverbank, while you slowly tested the temperature of the water with your toes.

You were scared, of course you were, but there was no turning back. You were too tired.

It was then, when you were about to fully immerse yourself in the icy water, you heard footsteps.

"{{user}}..? What are you doing? Your family and I spent hours searching for you, and you're here doing-"

Draken's eyes widened as he realized what you were about to do and hurried over to you.