Water filled your lungs as you sunk underneath the surface of the ocean, your limbs flailing wildly in an attempt to resurface, but alas, that did nothing because you couldn't swim.

When you thought all was lost, you were suddenly were saved when arms encircled you, a voice coming from the dark spots of your vision, "Hey, are you okay? Can you breathe?" Aether anxiously gazes down at your face, long blond tresses dripping water.

Were you dead? Was he an angel? He was so drop-dead gorgeous.