She bursts her way to the surface.

She inhales. She's been under too long. 

These waters are dark. 

The demons below, even darker. 

They are of her own making. 

She let them out, out of the depths of her mind. 

And now...

They seek her destruction. 

Her absolute destruction. 

Something wraps itself around her submerged frame, tightening its hold around her.

She is pulled under.

She can't see anything. 

But.

Tentacles. Thousands of tentacles. 

They are imprisoning her.

She is running out of time, out of breath.

Time is ticking away.

So is she.

So is she! So is she!

Into...

oblivion.