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I awoke, as if from a pleasant sleep. I struggle to open my crusted eyes, and I find myself lying on a deserted beach. The sky is pitch black, with only a few stars glistening like brilliant diamonds in the darkness. The cool waves of the ocean lap gently at my feet. My soaking wet clothing weighs me down, making it hard for me to breathe. I cannot figure out why I am here. What happened? Where am I? For some reason, I have a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I shut my eyes, and try to think of what could have possibly happened for me to end up here. Suddenly, the image of her flawless face floods my mind. Her vibrant blue eyes, her long, beautiful scarlet hair. Everything comes rushing back. The iceberg, the earsplitting screams of the frightened women, the tear-stained faces of the bawling children, the beautiful melody of the quartet, the frigid water. It all comes back to me as vividly as the day it happened. My head begins to pound and ache. My stomach tightens, and I feel unusually nauseous.