I’m alone in a room but I am slowly learning that everyone I know and love is dead, and I am learning how they died. Worse, I also was unable to help any of them- not because I personally couldn’t do it, but because I couldn’t get to them or I wasn’t able to stop it.
While this is going on, the room is slowly but surely filling with water. Right as I am finding out about the last person, I drown.
^ 2 of my worst nightmares right there, people I love die and not in natural “nice” ways, and I can’t stop it. I am also pretty darn fearful of drowning. Not as bad as when I was a kid, but I don’t go in water deeper than 5 feet, and I typically stay in the 4.5 feet deep areas if possible.