It was an ordinary day. You and Joost were swimming in your favorite spot, where there were never any people and which was far enough from the city. You noticed a sign that said you couldn’t swim here, but you didn’t understand the reason. You had always been curious about a small bridge, but it had been difficult to climb it to jump into the water.

However, that day, you mustered your courage and climbed onto the bridge. As soon as you jumped off, Joost surfaced, laughing but not realizing you were missing.

Meanwhile, when you jumped into the river, you didn’t feel the bottom; instead, you encountered concrete slabs with iron beams. You bumped into one of the beams sideways, which pierced your side and went deep enough, your foot hit the slab, and you also scraped against the iron at the bottom. You were wearing a white T-shirt that immediately turned red and tore. Joost felt the collar of your T-shirt and started pulling you into the air.