Red and pink corals surrounded her and the fish welcomed her with their fluid choreography. However, she could not see their hospitality, because all she could feel was the water in her lungs. Drowning was the only thought that engulfed her. So she did the one thing, she should not have done: she fought the tide, she kicked and shoved against it. The tide responded, and before she knew it, she was shoved to the bottom by an enraged Aegaeon.