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[centre][h1][color=coral]Lavena Keelia Ó Faoláin[/color][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Flight BAW229; Los Angeles to London.
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Stuck in the water, Lavena treaded water as she pondered what to do. She was sure she could hear voices, and knew she should try finding the people they belonged to, maybe even the old guy that had tried to save her… had he gotten out? Feeling somewhat guilty despite the fact that she couldn’t have fought gravity. Blinking water out of her eyes, even though it was a futile gesture, and glanced about her. Her case, heavy in her right hand, seemed to weigh her down. She couldn’t bring herself to let it go however and instead brought it close to her chest, part of her hoping that it would give her extra warmth. She knew she should get moving, that the longer she stayed stationary, the colder she got. For now, her body ached, the pains from the tumble and fall into the water making themselves know. She knew that that was a good thing, that it was when her body went numb that she was in trouble.Which didn’t stop the fact that she was shivering as her body sought to generate warmth. 

She wanted nothing more than to be out of the water and to never see it again. The only bright thing about being in the water was that it wasn’t a small space. Although she was still going to only have showers from then on. And never go swimming again. And she was going to get a dishwasher. No water immersion for her ever again. She paused in her motion a moment, before she realised that her thoughts were wandering. Had she hit her head? Or was it an effect of the water? 

[color=coral]”I have to get out of here.”[/color] she said to herself, as if that would reaffirm the idea in her mind. She began to swim, her case dragging her down slightly. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to let it go. It was her life’s work. She couldn’t just get rid of it… As she recognised the hopelessness of that thought, she stopped swimming, looking down at the case as she held it against her chest. She had her blueprints, her notes. She could make it again. She just had to survive. Surely her potential employers would understand any delay… She clutched the case tighty, before she swallowed and gathered up her courage. 

One by one her fingers let the handle go, tears stinging her eyes as she did so. When the case slid from her, sinking towards the bottom of the ocean, she bowed her head, and closed her eyes tightly and tried not to cry. Would she lose everything here, including her life? She swallowed painfully around the emotional lump in her throat, and began to swim again. There was no turning back, she’d let the case go. She just had to live now. That was all. As if that wasn’t an impossibility right then. She had no idea which way would lead her to land… So she decided to follow the wreckage. Surely if there was land nearby, the waves would lead her to land. 

Was that yelling? Was someone shouting? It sounded nearby, but she recognised that sound traveled over water, and she really had no idea where it was coming from. She could very well be imagining it too… She debated a moment as she swam whether or not it was worth the energy to call out, or if she should save her strength. She’d have to stop, or risk inhaling water… She decided to keep swimming. That’s all she had to do. Just keep swimming. Even as she continued to swim, her body was slowly becoming numb, her toes, fingers, nose and the tips of her ears aching painfully before even that faded away to numbness. As is slowly began to spread, Lavena knew that she only had a short amount of time. Her fingers still parted the water, but she could no longer feel the passing of it. It was a rather frightening feeling, as if her fingers weren’t there. Was this what a paraplegic felt? Had she somehow damaged her spine when she fell? Was she even now sinking to the bottom of the ocean, drowning, and this was some sort of dream?

She inhaled air painfully into her lungs, shaking her head. Her thoughts were wandering again. Recognising the danger int hat, Lavena muttered to herself [color=coral]”Just keep swimming. That’s all you can do. Just keep swimming.”[/color] Was there something there? Was it a mirage, or was it truly a lighthouse? Spurred on, Lavena swam towards it. If it was a mirage, well, she would die. If it was land, then she’d survive.