And that's when they stop, and all her senses return as she sinks deep into the black, cold abyss, muscles freezing and tensing, eyes widening, choking on the salty water. The sirens claw at her and push and pull her farther down, laughing, grinning, baring their fangs and taunting her, they seem overjoyed. Her vision grows darker and darker, finding it harder and harder to stay awake until finally, just as everything goes black-she feels a pair of hands yank her away.
(Timeskip.)