The ocean waves were calm when you set out that morning to dive for the treasures underneath. Sailing to your usual spot and setting anchor, you geared up before leaping into the water, letting yourself sink a bit, and swimming towards the sea floor.

When you resurface, the waves have grown rigid with the storm that brewed overhead. The crackles of thunder warn you to return to shore to avoid losing your day's efforts. You boarded your small boat and strip off most of your diving gear. Even though you were going as quickly as you could, this storm seemed to move faster. Before your very eyes, a massive wave overtook your boat, sending you back under the water's depths.

Having lost consciousness, you could have sworn you were for the fish if you hadn't found yourself in an unfamiliar grove of tangerines. You don't remember tangerine trees being able to grow underwater. Lost in thought, you failed to notice the redhead tapping her sandal-clad foot against the ground as she coughed into her fist.