The ocean deep was strange, dark, and silent, and from within her submersible, never had she felt so alone.
Then a voice whispered into her ear, “Oh, but my sweet, you are not.”
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“Hearing the hull creak as we descend, I know this will be my end.”
: “Ti ti-ti-ti Titenic, the bougiest of beat-em-ups!”
