A Vision of Choices

You begin to sink, but in a weightless, floating way, as if the water around your were no more dense than air. Able to breathe, but unable to see clearly, the sounds of deep aquatic creatures echoes around you. Squinting, you can make out a dark, swirled shape in the distance, something horrible with great black legs extending in all directions. Your arm brushes against something: a necklace of blue and white swirls, cracked across it's spherical centerpiece. You seize the necklace, but as you do, the water around you begins to swirl and turn, pulling you towards the depths. Choking pressure crushes your bones slowly, and the last thing you see before your eyes rupture is a single, hooded figure, standing in the center of the maelstrom.