'm at sea and Seva Sata, floated about 100 meters from the beach, and when we go back a long claws, slimy and cold to pull us background; swam with all forces to leave, but the cold is intense and claw they pull harder, then we sink when we got tired of fighting to escape and the pain makes us give up. Hold your breath, but not by much, because our whole body was a storm of pain, and when we open our mouths water was not salty, it was very cold and went to the brain, making him scream, then I woke up and realized I was was very wet and cold on the floor were pieces of ice. Seva Sata and were soaked by my side. I look up.
"I have to stay with these boots egg.
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