Your feet enter the water, shivers being sent up your spine. The night sky is particularly dark tonight, the atmosphere eerie. Suddenly, you hear a movement from the currents, your head snapping towards its direction.

As a child, you had heard stories of the White Death that lurked among Likuvia Lagoon. That any soul to enter the waters would cease to return. You had no reason to not listen to the villagers and therefore obeyed, watching the waters from a distance… until now.