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[Until suddenly it does, all at once, and your head emerges. The air stings, cold and damp and smelling like ozone.]
[Alex Kralie is on his knees, half-soaked and breathing heavily.]
[His hands are around Jay's throat.]
[Jay struggles, red-faced and clawing at Alex's grip, but his movements are growing more uncoordinated. Not much longer.]