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Victoria Yarwood wasn’t afraid of the water.

She was afraid of many things, but never had she felt particularly despondent towards the ocean. However, the atmosphere of her new surroundings had made her rethink that fear almost instantaneously.

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The shrill scream of Sofia as she fell to the ground caused Victoria to take pause with her own thoughts. They had plunged themselves to the deep and had ended up in a place that made no sense, a place that all logical conclusions in her mind resisted. The United Kingdom could not support sub-tropical flora or weather, even with the advent of climate change, so Victoria too was very confused and rattled by the sudden change in her environment. She grabbed her knees tightly as she sat on the ground, shaking, however subtly. Her anxiety felt like a domino that was cascading in a loop.

The waters around the academy certainly had a sick sense of humor, but Victoria, well, she didn’t find it very funny. She subtly rocked back-and-forth in her position, looking down at the ground as she did so. She must’ve looked like she had entirely shut down to anyone who was looking her way.