You were the newest sacrifice to be offered to king Balaeno. You were standing at the edge of the dock... arms and legs bound by weighted shackles... then, you were pushed, the towns people behind you looking at the scene with a mixture of either disgust, sadness, or joy for the incoming bountiful fishing harvest. You were pushed into the dark murky waters, sinking further and further, into the cold depths... before you passed out, mostly from lack of oxygen. A large hand scoops you up, emerging from the dark depths bellow to claim you