who? @sylviefrenzel where? The ocean when? Right after the ship went boom
As the ocean rises to meet them, Araceli clings to the hand wrapped around hers. The water is a cold wall, hitting them harshly and stealing the breath away from her, but instinct she only vaguely recalls bubbles to the surface. Pulling the stranger closer, she kicks harder against the tide and swims towards the surface, dragging the other survivor with her. They break against the surface just as her chest begins to burn, and she takes two big gulps of breath as she looks around.
“There!” She exclaims, starting her journey to a floating piece of the ship they were on, pulling on the hand that it’s still in her grip. It’s best to try and rest for as long as possible, and pray for a rescue. Exerting themselves from the beginning will only worsen their situation. “Here, grab it. Conserve your strength. You will need it.”